Solo

Thy little ones, dear Lord, are we,

And come thy lowly bed to see;

Enlighten every soul and mind,

That we the way to thee may find.

All

With songs we hasten thee to greet,

And kiss the ground before thy feet;

O blessed hour, O sweetest night,

That gave thee birth, our soul's delight.

Women

Until at last we too proclaim

With all thy saints, thy glorious Name;

In paradise our songs renew,

And praise thee as the angels do.

Men

With all thy hosts, O Lord we sing

And thanks and praise to thee we bring;

For thee, O long expected guest,

Have come at last to make us blest.

All

O draw us wholly to thee, Lord.

And to us all thy grace accord,

True faith and love to us impart,

That we may hold thee in our heart.