Lyrics Prizeman, Beethoven: Joyful, Joyful, We adore Thee (After Beethoven's Ode to Joy from Symphony No. 9 in D Minor, Op. 125) - Libera, Ludwig van Beethoven

Prizeman, Beethoven: Joyful, Joyful, We adore Thee (After Beethoven's Ode to Joy from Symphony No. 9 in D Minor, Op. 125)

Joyful, joyful
We adore Thee
God of Glory
Lord of Love
Little baby
Here among us
Sent to earth
From God above
Melt the clouds
Of sin and sadness
Drive the dark
Of doubt away
Giver of immortal gladness
Fill us with the light of day
All Thy works
With joy surround Thee
The earth and heaven
Reflect Thy grace
Stars and angels
Sing around Thee
Center of unbroken praise
Field and forest
Hill and mountain
Flowery meadow
Crashing sea
Singing bird
And flowing fountain
Call us to rejoice in Thee
These tiny hands
Created everything
These eyes have seen eternity
These little ears
Have heard the angels sing
This little baby
Is there to rescue me
Joyful, joyful
We adore Thee
God of Glory
Lord of Love
Little baby
Here among us
Sent to earth
From God above
Field and forest
Hill and mountain
Flowery meadow
Crashing sea
Singing bird
And flowing fountain
Call us to rejoice in Thee
We rejoice in Thee
Yes, we do
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