MEISTER  ECKHART’S CHRISTMAS  SERMON

 

O Christians! What good

Behooves you to kneel

At mangers of wood

To praise the unreal?

 

Lullaby, goodnight,

A Savior is born

To waken the Light

Within us this morn.

 

Your god and your soul

Are figures of speech!

To that which is whole,

Mere words cannot reach.

 

Lullaby, goodnight,

A Savior is born

To waken the Light

Within us this morn.

 

And whoso lays waste

To self, he deserts

All semblance and taste

Of pleasure or mirth.

 

Lullaby, goodnight,

A Savior is born

To waken the Light

Within us this morn.

 

Then out of the void

A Word came to me,

And spoke of a joy

Too deep to be seized.

 

Lullaby, goodnight,

A Savior is born

To waken the Light

Within us this morn.