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A Preface to All Good Hymn-Books

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By Dr. Martin Luther

From Joseph Klug's Hymn-Book, Wittenberg, 1543.

Lady Musick Speaketh

Of all the joys that are on earth

Is none more dear nor higher worth,

Than what in my sweet songs is found

And instruments of various sound.


Where friends and comrades sing in tune,

All evil passions vanish soon;

Hate, anger, envy, cannot stay,

All gloom and heartache melt away;

The lust of wealth, the cares that cling,

Are all forgotten while we sing.


Freely we take our joy herein,

For this sweet pleasure is no sin,

But pleaseth God far more, we know,

Than any joys the world can show;

The Devil's work it doth impede,

And hinders many a deadly deed.


Se fared it with King Saul of old;

When David struck his harp of gold,

So sweet and clear its tones rang out,

Saul's murderous thoughts were put to rout.


The heart grows still when I am heard,

And opens to God's Truth and Word;

So are we by Elisha taught,

Who on the harp the Spirit sought.


The best time of the year is mine,

When all the little birds combine

To sing until the earth and air

Are filled with sweet sounds everywhere;

And most the tender nightingale

Makes joyful every wood and dale,

Singing her love-song o'er and o'er,

For which we thank her evermore.


But yet more thanks are due from us

To the dear Lord who made her thus,

A singer apt to touch the heart,

Mistress of all my dearest art.

To God she sings by night and day,

Unwearied, praising Him alway;

Him I, too, laud in every song,

To whom all thanks and praise belong.


Translation by CATHARINE WINKWORTH.

A Warning by Dr. Martin Luther

Viel falscher Meister itzt Lieder tichten

Sihe dich fuer und lern sie recht richten

Wo Gott hin bawet sein Kirch und sein wort

Da will der Cenfel sein mit trug und mord.


Wittenberg, 1543; Leipzig, 1545

False masters now abound, who songs indite;

Beware of them, and learn to judge them right:

Where God builds up his Church and Word, hard by

Satan is found with murder and a lie.


Translation by R. MASSIE

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