Your welcome gifts,
Proffered in love, from Earth to Heaven He lifts.
Now see we Love on Earth His throne!
All we have known,
Or hoped to gain,
Was this alone—
That He might reign!
That He might reign!
Oh, welcome Birth! let all adore
The Christ made Man for evermore.
’Tis Christmas morn:
Come ye, and bow the knee
Lo, here we see
The perfect Man is born.
(in alternate parts, Kings and Shepherds).
For this fair Birth
(Which now we see!)
Shows forth God’s worth,
(Then sing we merrily!)
And makes glad earth,
And brings man mirth,
(So sing we merrily this fair Birth!)
’Tis Christmas Day:
Oh pray,—put off your sins!
This day begins
For man the perfect way.
For this fair Birth, etc.
[During this song the Attendants of the Kings have entered.
Mother Mary, give us thy Son’s Blessing!
(They sing.) Mary, Gate of Day,
Lend thine intercession!
Holy Mother Mary,
Pray for my transgression!
Ere He yet touched Earth,
He did first touch thee;
Through thy perfect worth
God reached down for me.
The word expressed
In Flesh hath come;
Against my breast
The Voice lies dumb,
That shall be of all prophecies the sum.
Oh, Thou dread Voice
Of Heaven’s decree,
Who madest choice
To dwell with me,
Now through my lips, this once, let utterance be!
My Peace I leave,
My Peace I give:
All that receive
The same shall live;
And tribute hearts win joy retributive.
The Cup I bless,
The Bread I break,
Is Righteousness!
Draw near and take!
Eat, drink, and hold remembrance for Love’s sake!
The peace of Peace,
Outpassing sense,
Give your mind’s ease
When ye go hence.
Love, peace, and pardon be your recompense!
Hail, Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with
thee! Blessed art thou among women, and blessed
is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary,
Mother of God, pray for us sinners now, and
in the hour of our death. Amen.
Kings from far countries have ye come to see
A King Whose reign shall make all kingdoms free.
Low at His feet your crowns ye cast to ground;
From this day forward ye shall go more crowned;
For, named hereafter, ye shall be named wise,
Seeing that in Heaven ye watched Christ’s star arise.
Great kings ye came, but much more great ye go,
Who to His state have bowed yourselves so low.
And you, dear Shepherds, to your settled folds
Return, and father your sweet flocks to rest!
Though Heavenly signs depart, Heaven’s purpose holds,
Where Earth’s Redemption slumbers at my breast.
Look where He lies! Kiss ye His feet, and go!
Your Shepherd He: Whose sheep are ye, I know.
When mothers teach to babes their mother-tongue,
This tale shall first be told:
How to His birth ye came in days of old,
While starlight led and seraph-voices sung.
So, in that story, shall your names stay young.
Farewell; give thanks for this! Ye to Christ’s fold
Are come. Take all the bliss that hearts on earth may hold!
[Exeunt Kings, Shepherds, and Attendants.