O Holy Eve, sown with …

O Holy Eve,
sown with stars,
how sweet and refreshing
your breath blows over me!
From the hustle and bustle of kids,
from the flurry of lights
I look up at the sky
in silent prayer.

It sparkles with stars
at the celestial hem,
it's cheering from afar,
infinite space.
Singing it with sound
the angels all,
I'm listening to the hall,
it sounds like a dream to me.

Oh, Earth, you little one,
you dawning star,
is not like you.
of the worlds from afar!
So shamefully lost,
so blessedly chosen,
on you is born
the clarity of the Lord!

Author: Karl von Gerok