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Es ist so still geworden, Verrauscht des Abends Wehn, Nun hört man aller Orten Der Engel Füße gehn, Rings in die Thale senket Sich Finsterniß mit Macht -- Wirf ab, Herz, was dich kränket Und was dir bange macht! Es ruht die Welt im Schweigen, Ihr Tosen ist vorbei, Stumm ihrer Freude Reigen Und stumm ihr Schmerzenschrei. Hat Rosen sie geschenket, Hat Dornen sie gebracht -- Wirf ab, Herz, was dich kränket Und was dir bange macht! Und hast du heut gefehlet, O schaue nicht zurück; Empfinde dich beseelet Von freier Gnade Glück. Auch des Verirrten denket Der Hirt auf hoher Wacht -- Wirf ab, Herz, was dich kranket Und was dir bange macht! Nun stehn im Himmelskreise Die Stern' in Majestät; In gleichem festem Gleise Der goldne Wagen geht. Und gleich den Sternen lenket Er deinen Weg durch Nacht -- Wirf ab, Herz, was dich kränket, Und was dir bange macht!
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed wtih Gedichte von Gottfried Kinkel, Erster Band, Siebente Auflage, Stuttgart, Verlag der J. F. Cotta'schen Buchhandlung, 1872, pages 191-192.
Text Authorship:
- by (Johann) Gottfried Kinkel (1815 - 1882), "Ein geistlich Abendlied", appears in Gedichte, in Auf der Wanderschaft, no. 7 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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It has become so quiet. The evening breeze has rustled itself out. Now one hears everywhere The footsteps of the angels. All around darkness sinks Powerfully into the valleys; Cast off, heart, what grieves you And what makes you anxious! The world rests in silence, Its turbulence is past, Its roundelay of joy is mute, And mute its cry of pain; Whether it provided roses, Whether it brought thorns, Cast off, heart, what grieves you And what makes you anxious! And if today you erred, Oh do not look back; Feel yourself animated By the good fortune of free grace. The shepherd upon his watch on high Thinks also of the lost one-- Cast off, heart, what grieves you And what makes you anxious! Now all about the heavens The stars stand in majesty. Along the old, firm pathway The golden carriage the moon is travelling. And like the stars, it directs Your way through the night. Cast off, heart, what grieves you And what makes you anxious!
Translated titles:
"Ein geistlich Abendlied" = "A sacred evening song"
"Ein geistliches Abendlied" = "A sacred evening song"
"Abendlied" = "Evening song"
"Geistliches Abendlied" = "Sacred evening song"
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by (Johann) Gottfried Kinkel (1815 - 1882), "Ein geistlich Abendlied", appears in Gedichte, in Auf der Wanderschaft, no. 7
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This text was added to the website: 2008-09-03
Line count: 32
Word count: 170