Nativity Lyrics - Christmas Song

(Lee Ann Womack) 

Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb, 

Now leaves His well-belov'd imprisonment, 

There He hath made Himself to His intent 

Weak enough, now into the world to come; 

But O, for thee, for Him, hath the inn no room? 

Yet lay Him in this stall, and from the Orient, 

Stars and wise men will travel to prevent 

The effect of Herod's jealous general doom. 

Seest thou, my soul, with thy faith's eyes, how He 

Which fills all place, yet none holds Him, doth lie? 

Was not His pity towards thee wondrous high, 

That would have need to be pitied by thee? 

Kiss Him, and with Him into Egypt go, 

With His kind mother, who partakes thy woe. 

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On the Morning of Christ's Nativity 

This is the month, and this the happy morn 

Wherein the Son of Heav'n's eternal King, 

Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born, 

Our great redemption from above did bring; 

For so the holy sages once did sing, 

That he our deadly forfeit should release, 

And with his Father work us a perpetual peace. 

II 

That glorious Form, that Light unsufferable, 

And that far-beaming blaze of Majesty, 

Wherewith he wont at Heav'n's high council-table, 

To sit the midst of Trinal Unity, 

He laid aside, and here with us to be, 

Forsook the courts of everlasting day, 

And chose with us a darksome house of mortal clay. 

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III 

Say Heav'nly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 

Afford a present to the Infant God? 

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain, 

To welcome him to this his new abode, 

Now while the heav'n, by the Sun's team untrod, 

Hath took no print of the approaching light, 

And all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons bright? 

IV 

See how from far upon the eastern road 

The star-led wizards haste with odours sweet: 

O run, prevent them with thy humble ode, 

And lay it lowly at his blessed feet; 

Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet, 

And join thy voice unto the angel quire, 

From out his secret altar touched with hallowed fire