My poem of the week this week is this 7th century Latin hymn which captures well the truth we celebrate at Christmas.<\/p>\n
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CREATOR OF THE STARS OF NIGHT<\/strong><\/p>\n Creator of the stars of night, Thou, grieving that the ancient curse Thou cam\u2019st, the Bridegroom of the bride, At whose dread name, majestic now, O Thou whose coming is with dread To God the Father, God the Son, –\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Unknown author, 7th Century\u00a0(<\/strong>Conditor alme siderum<\/em>); translated from Latin to English by\u00a0<\/strong>John M. Neale<\/strong><\/a>\u00a0in the\u00a0Hymnal Noted, 1852<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My poem of the week this week is this 7th century Latin hymn which captures well the truth we celebrate at Christmas. CREATOR OF THE STARS OF NIGHT Creator of the stars of night, Thy people\u2019s everlasting light, Jesu, Redeemer, save us all, And hear Thy servants when they call. Thou, grieving that the …<\/p>\n
\nThy people\u2019s everlasting light,
\nJesu, Redeemer, save us all,
\nAnd hear Thy servants when they call.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nShould doom to death a universe,
\nHast found the medicine, full of grace,
\nTo save and heal a ruined race.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nAs drew the world to evening-tide;
\nProceeding from a virgin shrine,
\nThe spotless victim all divine.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nAll knees must bend, all hearts must bow;
\nAnd things celestial Thee shall own,
\nAnd things terrestrial, Lord alone.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nTo judge and doom the quick and dead,
\nPreserve us, while we dwell below,
\nFrom every insult of the foe.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nAnd God the Spirit, Three in One,
\nLaud, honor, might, and glory be
\nFrom age to age eternally.<\/strong><\/p>\n