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Nun ruhen alle Wälder, Vieh, Menschen, Städt und Felder, Es schläft die ganze Welt; Ihr aber, meine Sinnen, Auf auf, ihr sollt beginnen, Was eurem Schöpfer wohlgefällt. 2. Wo bist du, Sonne, blieben? Die Nacht hat dich vertrieben, Die Nacht, des Tages Feind; Fahr hin! Ein ander Sonne, Mein Jesus, meine Wonne, Gar hell in meinem Herzen scheint. 3. Der Tag ist nun vergangen, Die güldnen Sterne prangen Am blauen Himmelssaal; Also werd ich auch stehen, Wenn mich wird heißen gehen Mein Gott aus diesem Jammertal. 4. Der Leib eilt nun zur Ruhe, Legt ab das Kleid und Schuhe, Das Bild der Sterblichkeit; Die zieh ich aus. Dagegen Wird Christus mir anlegen Den Rock der Ehr und Herrlichkeit. 5. Das Haupt, die Füß und Hände Sind froh, daß nun zu Ende Die Arbeit kommen sei; Herz, freu dich, du sollst werden Vom Elend dieser Erden Und von der Sünden Arbeit frei. 6. Nun geht, ihr matten Glieder, Geht hin und legt euch nieder, Der Betten ihr begehrt; Es kommen Stund und Zeiten, Da man euch wird bereiten Zur Ruh ein Bettlein in der Erd. 7. Mein Augen stehn verdrossen, Im Hui sind sie geschlossen, Wo bleibt denn Leib und Seel? Nimm sie zu deinen Gnaden, Sei gut für allem Schaden, Du Aug und Wächter Israel. 8. Breit aus die Flügel beide, O Jesu, meine Freude, Und nimm dein Küchlein1 ein! Will Satan mich verschlingen, So laß die Englein singen: Dies Kind soll unverletzet sein. 9. Auch euch, ihr meine Lieben, Soll [heinte nicht betrüben Ein]2 Unfall noch Gefahr. Gott laß euch selig schlafen, Stell euch die güldnen Waffen Ums Bett und seiner Engel Schar.
W. Schreiter sets stanzas 1, 8-9
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View original text (without footnotes)See also the footnote to Matthias Claudius's "Abendlied".
1 Küchlein ist eine alte Form von Kücken.2 Schreiter: "neute nicht betrüben/ kein"
Authorship:
- by Paul Gerhardt (1606 - 1676), "Nun ruhen alle Wälder" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Heinrich Isaac (1450 - c1517), "Nun ruhen alle Wälder", published 1907 [voice and piano], from Geistliche Lieder, no. 9, München, Georg D. W. Callwey ; anonymous arranger [ sung text verified 1 time]
- by Winfried Schreiter (b. 1930), "Abendlied nach dem Choral "Nun ruhen alle Wälder"", 2006, stanzas 1,8-9. [soprano, alto saxophone, and piano or organ] [ sung text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Winfried Schreiter
This text was added to the website: 2012-05-25
Line count: 54
Word count: 274
All of the woods are now at rest, Cattle, people, towns and fields, The whole world is asleep; But you, my thoughts, Up, up, you should begin to do What pleases your creator. Where are you now, sun? Night has driven you away, Night, the enemy of day. Go on your way; another sun, My Jesus, my delight, Is shining really brightly in my heart. Day has now gone, The tiny golden stars are on display In the blue hall of the heavens; Similarly I shall also be there When I am called to go by My God, away from this vale of misery. The body is now rushing towards rest, Taking off clothes and shoes, The image of mortality; As I take these off, in exchange Christ will clothe me in The gown of honour and majesty. Head, feet and hands Are relieved that the end Of work has now come. Heart, rejoice, you are going to be released from The suffering of this earth And free from the work of sin. Now, exhausted limbs, Go off and lie down, You are ready for bed. The time and hour will come When people will prepare for you A little bed where you can rest in the earth. My eyes are weary, In a moment they are closed. Where are my body and soul, then? Take them into your grace, Repair any damage, You who are the eyes and guardian of Israel. Spread out both your wings O Jesus, my joy, And embrace your chick. If Satan wants to devour me, Let the angels sing: "Let this child not be harmed." You too, those I love, May you suffer no distress today, Or any accident or danger. May God allow you to rest in blessedness, Place the golden weapons And the host of his angels around your bed.
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Translations of title(s):
"Abendlied nach dem Choral " = "Evening song after the chorale, "All of the woods are now at rest""
"Nun ruhen alle Wälder" = "All of the woods are now at rest"
Authorship:
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Paul Gerhardt (1606 - 1676), "Nun ruhen alle Wälder"
This text was added to the website: 2018-01-07
Line count: 54
Word count: 308