Eivør "Jeg Vil Mig Herren Love" lírica

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Nu flyer ieg til din Naade,
Ieg giffuer mig i din Haand,
Du maatte vel offuer mig raade,
Alt baade til Land oc Vand,
Den Stund ieg er i Liffue,
Ieg trøster mig ved din Pact,
Hoss dit Ord vil ieg bliffue,
Til dig stander all min Act.

Saalænge som ieg skal være,
Paa denne Verdsens Ø,
Aff dig vil ieg begiære,
Mine Synder at maatte bortdø,
Det skeer alt for din Pijne,
Oc ved din hellig Aand,
Naar hand met Naaderne sine,
Fornyer mit Hierte oc Aand.

O Iesu Morgenstierne,
Som Balsom sødeste Luct,
Ieg vil dig tiene saa gierne,
O du velsignede Fruct,
Min Siel giør du saa rene,
Naar ieg for Dommen staar,
Som Guld oc ædle Stene,
Legemit som Solen klar.

O Iesu Liffsens Herre.

Now I escape to your mercy
I give you my hand
You could probably offer me advice
At land and sea as well
For the time I am alive
I comfort myself at your pact
At your word I will stay
With you all my esteem will stand

As long as I have to be
On the island of this world
From you I will desire
For my sins to die
It's all for your agony
And by your holy spirit
When he with his graces
Revive my hart and my spirit

Oh Jesus morning star
As balm the sweetest smell
I so bad want to serve you
Oh you blessed fruit
My soul you make so clean
When I stand before judgement
As gold and gemstones
The body clear as the sun

Oh Jesus, the lord of life