Now all the forests are at rest,
Cattle, people, cities and fields:
The whole world is asleep
But you, my senses,
Awake, awake, you should begin
What pleases your Creator

Spread both your wings wide,
Oh Jesus, my joy,
And take your little chick in!
If the enemy wants to devour me,
Then let the angels sing:
This child shall remain unharmed!

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