From lands that see the sun arise,to earth's remotest boundaries,
the Virgin-born today we sing,
the Son of Mary, Christ the King.
Blest Author of this earthly frame,
to take a servant's form He came,
that liberating flesh by flesh,
whom He had made might live afresh.
In that chaste parent's holy womb,
celestial grace hath found its home:
and she, as earthly bride unknown,
yet call that Offspring blest her own.
A Merry Christ's-Mass to all readers!
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