New Year’s Carol
AH! Dearest Jesus, Holy Child,
Make Thee a bed, soft, undefil’d,
Within my heart, that it may be
A quiet chamber kept for Thee.
My heart for very joy doth leap,
My lips no more can silence keep,
I too must sing, with joyful tongue,
That sweetest ancient cradle song,
“Glory to God in highest Heaven,
Who unto man His Son hath given.”
While angels sing, with pious mirth,
A glad New Year to all the earth.
Martin Luther as printed in The Book of Christmas by Hamilton Wright Mabie 1909