Jesu, the Fatherís only Son,
Whose death for all redemption won;
Before the worlds of God most high
Begotten all ineffably.
The Fatherís light and splendor Thou,
Their endless hope to Thee that bow;
Accept the prayers and praise today
That through the world Thy servants pray.
Salvationís Author, call to mind
How, taking form of humankind,
Born of a virgin undefiled,
Thou in manís flesh becamíst a child.
Thus testifies the present day,
Through every year in long array,
That Thou, salvationís source alone,
Proceedest from the Fatherís throne.
Whence sky, and stars, and seaís abyss,
And earth, and all that therein is,
Shall still, with laud and carol meet,
The Author of Thine advent greet.
And we who, by Thy precious blood
From sin redeemed, are marked for God,
On this the day that saw Thy birth,
Sing the new song of ransomed earth.
For that Thine advent glory be,
O Jesu, virgin born, to Thee;
With Father, and with Holy Ghost,
From men and from the heavenly host.