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>Now my life has gained some meaning
>since these sinful eyes behold
>the sacred land with meadows greening
>whose renown is often told.
>This was granted me from God:
>to see the land, the holy sod,
>which in human form He trod.
>Splendid lands of wealth and power,
>I've seen many, far and near,
>yet of all are you the flower.
>What a wonder happened here!
>That a maid a child should bear,
>Lord of all the angels fair,
>was not this a wonder rare?
>Here was He baptized, the Holy,
>that all people might be pure.
>Here He died, betrayed and lowly,
>that our bonds should not endure.
>Else our fate had been severe.
>Hail, 0 cross, thorns and spear!
>Heathens, woe! Your rage is clear.
>Then to hell the Son descended
>from the grave in which He lay,
>by the Father still attended,
>and the Spirit whom none may give a name:
>in one are three, an arrowshaft in unity.
>This did Abraham once see.
>When He there defeated Satan,
>ne' er has kaiser battled so,
>He returned, our ways to straighten.
>Then the Jews had fear and woe:
>watch and stone were both in vain,
>He appeared in life again,
>whom their hands had struck and slain.
>To this land, so He has spoken,
>shall a fearful judgment come.
>Widows' bonds shall then be broken
>and the orphans' foe be dumb,
>and the poor no longer cower
>under sad misuse of power.
>Woe to sinners in that hour!
>Christians, heathen, Jews, contending,
>claim it as a legacy.
>May God judge with grace unending
>through his blessed Trinity.
>Strife is heard on every hand:
>ours the only just demand,
>He will have us rule the land.