O highest love, in lowliest guise,
To this our fallen world displayed,
May I discern with cleansèd eyes
The Godhead in our flesh arrayed!
O Love, the very Word of God,
Content an infant shape to wear,
And in a stable’s mean abode
To shield Thee from December’s air.
O Babe divine, before Thy face
Be mine to bow the thankful knee,
And by Thy soul converting grace
Become a child myself in Thee!
One only God, the Father, Son,
And Holy Spirit, we revere,
The everlasting Three in One,
Creator, Savior, Comforter.