"Dear is to me the holy Maid." by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE HYMNS OF MARTIN LUTHER (New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 1883), p. 63 1. Dear is to me the holy Maid,- I never can forget her; For glorious things of her are said; Than life I love her better: So dear and good, That if I should Afflicted be, It moves not me; For she my soul will ravish With constancy and love's pure fire, And with her bounty lavish Fulfil my heart's desire. 2. She wears a crown of purest gold, Twelve shining stars attend her; Her raiment, glorious to behold, Surpasses far in splendor The sun at noon; Upon the moon She stands, the Bride Of him who died: Sore travail is upon her; She bringeth forth a noble Son Whom all the world doth honor; She bows before his throne. 3. Thereat the Dragon raged, and stood With open mouth before her; But vain was his attempt, for God His buckler broad threw o'er her. Up to his throne He caught his Son, But left the foe To rage below. The mother, sore afflicted, Alone into the desert fled, There by her God protected, By her true Father fed. ________________________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn XXX from "The Hymns of Martin Luther" Text: Revelation 12: 1-6 Author: Martin Luther Translated by: Richard Massie Titled: Sie ist mir lieb', die werthe Magd Melody: in Babst, 1545 Harmony: M. Praetorius, 1610 1st Published in: Joseph Klug's Gesangsbuch, 1535? Town: Wittenberg, 1545 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________