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01 August 2025

Ihr wisset, daß wir all

Here is my translation of the hymn “Ihr wisset, daß wir all” (J. Olearius, 1671), appointed in his Singekunst for Trinity IV, the Epistle, Romans 6:3–11, of which it is a fairly close paraphrase.

Mel.: O Jesu, Gottes Lamm.
Or: O Gott, du frommer Gott.


YE know we Christians all,
Who have been Baptism given,
Were baptized into Christ
And joined the ranks of heaven;
Baptized into His death,
Therefore with Him we here
Were buried into death
By Baptism’s waters dear.

2 Now like as from the dead
The glory of the Father
Freed from the bonds of death
And raised up Christ, our Brother,
So should we also now
In earnest Him pursue,
And here begin to live
A life completely new.

3 For if with Him we here
Together have been planted
In likeness of His death,
While life on earth is granted,
So shall we certainly
Be like Him at the end,
When we, raised up from death,
Shall to His joy ascend.

4 We know that our old man
Must here be crucifièd,
Which with but sinful deeds
Is ever occupièd;
The body dead in sin,
Sin’s service—these must cease,
When justified from sin,
Our course concludes in peace.

5 If we be dead with Christ,
Our heart this too believeth:
That we shall live with Him,
To whom faith’s hand now cleaveth.
We know that, being raised
From death and conqu’ring strife,
Christ Jesus dies no more,
And shall remain our Life.

6 No more death over Him
Hath its dominion grievous,
Although He died for us,
And buried was, to save us—
Yea, it was for our sake
He once to sin hath died,
Now lives He evermore
At God the Father’s side.

7 So reckon of yourselves
That ye to sin have dièd,
Although the pow’r of sin
Hath body and soul destroyèd,
Now live ye to God’s praise
And glorious majesty,
In Jesus Christ, who gives
Blest life eternally.

Translation © 2025 Matthew Carver.

GERMAN

Ihr wisset, daß wir all
die wir getauft sind worden
in Jesum Christum sind
getauft, der Christen Orden
ist ja in seinem Tod
getauft, so sind auch wir
mit ihm begraben durch
die Tauf in Tod allhier.

2 Gleichwie nun Christus ist
erwecket vom Tod erstanden
durchs Vaters Herrlichkeit
befreit von Todesbanden,
so sollen wir auch nun
fein stets mit Ernst daran
daß wir ihm folgen, neu
zu leben fangen an.

3 So aber wir samt ihm
zugleich gepflanzet werden
zu gleichem Tod allhier,
weil wir noch sind auf Erden,
so werden wir gewiß
ihm endlich werden gleich,
wenn wir vom Tod erwecket
gehn in sein Freudenreich.

4 Wir wissen, daß das Kreuz
den alten Menschen kränket,
der nur auf sündlich Thun
stets früh und spat gedenket,
der Sünden Leib muß fort,
der Sünden Dienst hört auf,
wenn man von Sünd gerecht
beschließt den Lebenslauf.

5 So wir gestorben sind,
so sollen wir auch leben
mit Christo unserm Herrn
wir glaubens, wer wird geben,
wir wissens ja, daß er
vom Tod erwecket ist,
der hinfort nicht mehrt stirbt,
das Leben Jesus Christ.

6 Der Tod wird über ihn
gar keine Herrschaft haben,
ob er gleich ist für uns
gestorben und begraben.
Was er gestorben ist
der Sünd zu einem Mal
geschach für uns, nun lebt
er Gott ins Himmels Saal.

7 So haltet auch dafür,
daß ihr der Sünd gestorben,
obgleich der Sünden Kraft
hat Leib und Seel verdorben,
nun lebt ihr eurem Gott
zum Preis und Herrlichkeit
in Christo Jesu, der
euch schenkt die Seligkeit.

27 December 2024

Ich weiß und trösts michs darneben

Here is my translation of the canticle paraphrase, “Ich weiß und trösts michs darneben” (C. Spangenberg, 1582), canticle no. 33, “Job’s psalm of consolation, of the joyous resurrection, Job 19,” with melody assignment “Nun laßt uns den Leib begraben.”

 


I KNOW, and thence my comfort get,
That my Redeemer liveth yet,
And that in life I shall be set
Forever, when I death have met.

2 In faith I hold this promise tried,
And therein utterly confide,
That though here in death I may reside
Yet there I in blessing I’ll abide.

3 Although within the earth I lie,
I know that He with bidding cry
Will raise my limbs from earth on high
And bid me from its bosom fly.

4 In this my skin I certainly
Will at the last surrounded be,
In body rise, from sin set free,
And with these eyes my God will see.

5 Him shall I see, yea, for my own,
Who sits upon my heart’s high throne,
Myself, and not a man unknown,
This certainly shall all be done.

Translation © 2024 Matthew Carver.

GERMAN
Ich weiß und trösts mich darneben,
daß mein Erlöser gar eben
selbst lebt, und mir auch wird geben
nach dem Tod das ewig Leben.

2 Das will ich im Glauben fassen,
und mich gänzlich drauf verlassen,
daß ob ich gleich hie sterben soll,
dennoch dort werde leben wohl.

3 Wenn ich nun lieg in der Erden,
so weiß ich, daß er mich werde
wieder erwecken und gar schon
heißen zu ihm herfür hergohn.

4 Mit dieser meiner Haut werd ich
umgeben werden eigentlich
mit diesem meinem Leib aufstehn
und Gott mit diesen Augen sehn.

5 Denselben werd ich schauen mir,
nach meins Herzen Lust und Begier,
ich selber und kein fremder nicht
fürwahr solchs alles gwiß geschicht.



17 September 2015

Eitle Welt, ich bin dein müde

Here is my translation of the hymn “Eitle Welt, ich bin dein müde” (E. Neumeister, 1718). The text, effectively Neumeister’s personal farewell, is based on the Epistle for the XVI. Sunday after Trinity. The stanza marked * is only found in later editions (with simultaneous omission of our stanza 4) and may be spurious. Thus both versions keep six stanzas. The tune is “Alle Menschen müssen sterben.”


O VAIN world, of thee I weary!
Heav’nly rest I long see
Earth is sorrowful and dreary;
God, when wilt Thou summon me?
Summon me! For I with gladness
Long to leave this world of sadness.
And I know, through Jesus’ blood
Thou wilt make life’s ending good.

[* Death cannot dispel my pleasure,
For with life I’m satisfied;
He who may so long a measure
In this vale of tears reside
Will the passing moments number
Till the weights that him encumber
Shall dissolve, and he depart
To the pleasure of his heart.
]

2 Patiently my back I offer
To life’s crosses I must bear;
I‘m indebted more to suffer
Than what pains God bids me share;
Yet I know that suff’ring never
From His love has pow’r to sever,
But the cross’s heavy load
Must be for my greater good.

3 Death would bring sweet consolation:
For I would my Jesus see
And inherit His salvation;
Would that this the day might be!
Yet who knows how long the season
Till I quit life’s painful prison,
And at last complete my course
Where my road shall meet its source?
 

4 Shall my limbs to dust be stricken,
I am not afraid at all,
’Tis enough that Christ will quicken
And awake me with His call.
Jesus will the moments number
While my limbs are sunk in slumber,
And the soul abides above
In the glories of God’s love.

5 Death therefore to me is blessing
Dying is my gain, I say:
Come, ye angels, come to meet me,
Bear my soul to life away!
Even now a taste is given
Of that blessed life in heaven;
This therefore I wish alone:
That with eyes it may be known.

6 All who here with love have known me,
All to whom I was a friend ,
Those who grieve at my departing—
To God’s keeping I commend;
God sustain you, stay beside you
Guard you and all things provide you;
Now my house is set aright,
Thee I bid, vain world, Good night!


Translation © 2015 Matthew Carver.
Translation updated 2. Oct. 2025.

GERMAN
From a 1733 Hymnal (without spurious stanza).
A 1740 Hymnal with spurious stanza (omitting st. 4).