A Christmas Prayer

The Child of glory, the Child of Mary, born in a stable, the King of all.

Who came to the wilderness and in our stead suffered;

Happy they are counted who to Him are near.

When He Himself saw that we were in travail, Heaven opened graciously over our head.

We beheld Christ, the Spirit of truth, the same drew us in  ‘neath the shield of His crown.

Strengthen our hope, enliven our joyance, keep us valiant, faithful and near.

O light of our lantern, along with the virgins, singing in glory the anthem anew.