The Worshipbook ‎#351

351. Deck Yourself, My Soul, with Gladness

1 Deck yourself, my soul, with gladness,
Leave behind all gloom and sadness.
Come into the daylight’s splendor,
There with joy your praises render
Unto him whose grace unbounded
Has this wondrous banquet founded;
Come, for now the King most holy
Stoops to you in likeness lowly.

2 Sun, who all my life does brighten;
Light, who does my soul enlighten;
Joy, your wondrous gift bestowing;
Fount, from which all good is flowing:
At your feet I cry, my Maker,
Let me be a fit partaker
Of this blessed food from heaven,
For our good, your glory, given.

3 Jesus, source of life and pleasure,
Trusted friend and dearest treasure,
By your love I am invited,
Be your love with love requited.
From this banquet let me measure,
Lord, how vast and deep its treasure;
Through the gifts that here you give me,
As your guest in heaven receive me.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Deck yourself, my soul, with gladness
• Title: Deck Yourself, My Soul, with Gladness
• Translator: Catherine Winkworth (1863, alt.)
• Translator: John Caspar Mattes (1913)
• Author: Johann Franck (1649, 1653)
• Meter: L.M.D.
• Publication Date: 1972
• Topic: Sacraments: Lord's Supper; Other Observances: World Communion
• Notes: Composite alt., 1972

Tune Information

• Name: SCHMÜCKE DICH
• Composer: Johann Crüger (1649)
• Harmonizer: J. S. Bach (1724)
• Meter: L.M.D.
• Key: D Major