Jesus, Child of heaven, Splendor from on high:
Emptied, yet so full of grace and wondrous light.How long we have waited for your infant cry.
Fill the earth with gladness; light this empty night.
We are humbled and astonished, for we know
Your love will release us from our captive state.
King of Glory, true Light, what could we bestow
On the One whose birth the angels celebrate?
Pondering it all, we meditate and sigh.
Clothed in flesh! How meek, how lowly now You seem!
Born to serve us gladly, born to bleed and die,
Born to wash us in your cleansing crimson stream.
Jesus, Lord of heaven, Mary's little Child,
Cradle us in Your love; be our hearts' delight.
Grow in grace and beauty, Savior meek and mild.
Swaddle us in garments of celestial light.
© 2023 David Acosta
