Treasure Island

Nicolaj Frederik Severin Grundtvig

(1783 - 1872 / Denmark)

Alle Christne sig fryde nu


Alle Christne sig fryde nu,
Og glædes denne Tid,
For Guds eenbaarne Søn
Til os er kommet hid!
Glæde og Fred
Kom herned,
Jomfru skiøn,
Med din Søn!
Os til Fromme
Ham lod komme
Gud i Himlen,
Mens vi sov!
Gud skee Lov!

Submitted: Friday, July 13, 2012
Edited: Friday, July 13, 2012

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