Tuesday, December 23

Creator of the Stars of Night
Translator: J. M. Neale

Creator of the stars of night,
your people’s everlasting light,
O Christ, Redeemer of us all,
we pray you, hear us when we call.
In sorrow that the ancient curse
should doom to death a universe,
you came to save a ruined race
with healing gifts of heav’nly grace.
When earth drew on to darkest night,
you came, but not in splendor bright,
not as a king, but the child
of Mary, virgin mother mild.
At your great name, majestic now,
all knees must bend, all hearts must
bow; all things on earth with one accord join those in heav’n to call you Lord. To God the Father, God the Son, and God the Spirit, Three in One, praise, honor, might, and glory be from age to age eternally.