Scripture Verse

The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and will call Him Emmanuel. Isaiah 7:14


Edward Caswall
National Portrait Gallery


Words: Cae­li­us Se­du­li­us, 5th Cen­tu­ry (A So­lis Or­tus Car­di­ne). Trans­lat­ed from La­tin to Eng­lish by Ed­ward Cas­wall, Ly­ra Ca­thol­i­ca, 1849.

Music: Yale W. How­ard Doane, 1884 (🔊 pdf nwc).

W. Howard Doane


From the far blazing gate of morn
To earth’s remotest shore,
Let every tongue confess to Him
Whom holy Mary bore.
Lo! the great Maker of the world,
Lord of eternal years,
To save His creatures, veiled beneath
A creature’s form appears.

A spotless maiden’s virgin breast
With heav’nly grace He fills;
In her pure womb He is conceived,
And there in secret dwells.
That bosom, chastity’s sweet home,
Becomes, oh, blest reward!
The shrine of Heav’n’s immortal king,
The temple of the Lord.

And Mary bears the Babe, foretold
By an archangel’s voice;
Whose presence made the Baptist leap,
And in the womb rejoice.
A manger scantly strewn with hay
Becomes th’Eternal’s bed;
And He, who feeds each smallest bird,
Himself with milk is fed.

Straightway with joy the heav’ns are filled,
The hosts angelic sing;
And shepherds hasten to adore
Their shepherd and their king.
Praise to the Father! praise to Thee,
Thou virgin’s holy Son!
Praise to the Spirit Paraclete,
While endless ages run.