Psalms_16-11: Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.

Joy fills our inmost heart today

The royal Child is born:

And angel hosts in glad array

His Advent keep this morn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rejoice, rejoice! the incarnate

Word

Has come on earth to dwell;

No sweeter sound than this is

heard

Emmanuel.

 

 

 

 

 

Low at the cradle throne we bend,

We wonder and adore;

And feel no bliss can ours transcend,

No joy was sweet before.

 

 

 

 

 

 

For us the world must lose its charms

Before the manger shrine,

When, folded in Thy mother’s arms

We see Thee Babe divine.

 

 

 

 

 

Thou Light of uncreated Light,

Shine on us, Holy Christ;

That we may keep Thy

birthday…