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Friday, December 11, 2015

A Carol for December 23rd

veni ad salvandum nos
Domine Deus noster


It is the eve of Christmas Eve,
   And cities move in breathless haste
Looking for some space to relieve
   The mind's distress, the spirit's waste.
Come, Lord, our God; be quick to save.

We count the hours until the day
   When wisdom shall appear enfleshed
Within a manger thick with hay
   To make the wounded world refreshed.
Come, Lord, our God; do not delay.

O come, Emmanuel, O King,
   O Dawn that scatters darkness drear:
Come in the silence, whisper, sing,
   And bless your children far and near.
Come, Lord, our God, our flourishing.

Love all poor sinners back to grace;
   Gentle the hearts of sage and fool;
Make tender now the scowling face;
   Bring potentates beneath your rule.
Come, Lord, our God: our pride erase.

O Mother Mary, sweet and mild,
   Noble St Joseph, chaste and strong,
Pray that we all be reconciled
   To God's embrace before too long.
Come, Lord, our God. Come, holy Child.

4 comments:

  1. This is lovely! If you'd told me this was an early 19th-century hymn I would have completely believed you. (Unsolicited criticism: in the third line from the bottom, delete "might," since it'd be implied by the "be" and your meter there would be perfect.)

    You make me wish I were more prolific, you know...

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  2. Thank you, Jeff! And glad tidings!

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  3. Gorgeous poem, Tom!! Have you considered having someone set it to music?

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    1. Thank you very much, Karen!

      It would be very exciting to have a poem set to music. But I know no composers! It is, of course, extremely flattering that you'd see the poem in such a light.

      Thanks again!

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