Heinrich Schütz

Ach Herr, du Schöpfer aller Ding,
Wie bist du worden so gering,
Daß du da liegst auf dürrem Gras,
Davon ein Rind und Esel aß.

Ah, Lord, you the creator of every thing,
How small you have become,
That you lie there upon dry straw,
Upon which an ox and an ass have fed.

©Pamela Dellal

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