Zur Ruh', zur Ruh',
Ihr müden Glieder!
Schließt fest euch zu,
Ihr Augenlider!
Ich bin allein,
Fort ist die Erde;
Nacht muß es sein,
Daß Licht mir werde;
O führt mich ganz,
Ihr innern Mächte!
Hin zu dem Glanz
Der tiefsten Nächte.
Fort aus dem Raum
Der Erdenschmerzen
Durch Nacht und Traum
Zum Mutterherzen!
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Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "Zur Ruh', zur Ruh'", 2012 [ medium voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Karl Horwitz, né Curt Horwitz (1884 - 1925), "Zur Ruh", op. 8 (Vom Tode) no. 3, published 1922 [ baritone and large orchestra ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Armin Knab (1881 - 1951), "Zur Ruh, zur Ruh", from Drei Lieder nach Justinus Kerner, no. 3 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Christian Immo Schneider (b. 1935), "Zur Ruh, zur Ruh", 1984, unpublished [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Johanna Senfter (1879 - 1961), "Zur Ruh, zur Ruh ihr muden Glieder", op. 34 no. 2 [ voice and organ or piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Irene Wahlström , "Zur Ruh'", from Drei Lieder, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Hugo Wolf (1860 - 1903), "Zur Ruh', zur Ruh'", published 1888 [ voice and piano ], from Sechs Gedichte von Scheffel, Mörike, Goethe and Kerner, no. 6 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Hermann Karl Josef Zilcher (1881 - 1948), "Zur Ruh, zur Ruh", 1933, published 1934, from Das Kirchjahr in Liedern, no. 52 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "To sleep, too sleep", copyright ©
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 54
To sleep, too sleep, you exhausted limbs!
Close fast, you eyelids!
I am alone, the world has gone on without me;
It must be night that becomes my lantern;
O guide me well, inner powers!
to the splendour of deepest night -
out of the realm of earthly pain
through night and dream to the heart of life!