Gott und mein Lied
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Language: German (Deutsch)
Gott und mein Lied, die beiden,
Die sind mein Trost und Hort,
Drum bleib' ich bis zum Scheiden
So fröhlich fort und fort.
Der mir das Lied gegeben,
Ihm geb' ich's froh zurück,
Drum blüht mir fort im Leben
So reiches, süßes Glück!
Und kommt das Leid gegangen,
Vertrau' ich meinem Gott,
Der, will mir graun und bangen,
Mir hilft in jeder Noth.
Der niemals noch gelogen,
So lang die Nacht gewährt,
Mir unterm Friedensbogen
Das schönste Lied bescheert!
Gott und mein Lied, die beiden,
Das soll mein Wahlspruch sein,
Und muß ich von hier scheiden,
Auch dort noch sind sie mein!
Muß Alles einst verwehen,
Verrückt mir Nichts mein Ziel,
Vor Gottes Thron zu stehen
Mit meinem Harfenspiel.
Composition:
Set to music by Valentin Eduard Becker (1814 - 1890), "Gott und mein Lied" [ four-part mixed chorus a cappella ], confirmed with Laetitia: Sammlung von vierstimmigen gemischten Chören, zweite Auflage, ed. by Waldmann von der Au, Regensburg: Josef Seiling, 1886, song no. 48, pages 118 - 119
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "God and my song", copyright © 2026, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Sharon Krebs
[Senior Associate Editor], Melanie Trumbull
This text was added to the website: 2021-09-27
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Word count: 124
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
God and my song, the two of them
Are my comfort and my refuge,
Therefore, until parting, I remain
So joyful on and on.
To Him who gave me the song,
I gladly give it back,
Therefore, such abundant, sweet happiness
Continues to blossom for me in life!
And when sorrow comes along,
I trust in my God,
Who, if I become fearful and anxious,
Help me in every adversity.
He who never yet deceived,
Who as long as the night lasted,
Under the rainbow of peace
Has bestowed upon me the most beautiful song!
God and my song, the two of them,
That shall be my watchword,
And when I must depart from here,
They shall still be mine up yonder!
If everything should someday vanish,
Nothing shall move my goal,
To stand before God's throne
With the music of my harp.
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