XXIX. TO REDEEM A RACE FORLORN
1.To redeem a race forlorn,
When the nights were longest,
In the sign of Capricorn,
When the frost is strongest,
'Neath the gable of a stable,
Early on a morn,
Of a lowly Maiden, Holy
Jesu, Thou wert born.
2.'Glory be to God on high;
And on earth be granted
Peace, Good-will to men,' hear I
O'er the welkin chanted.
Earth rejoices, hearing voices
Arch-angelick sing,
Anthem sweetest, as 'tis meetest,
To the new-born King.