Now Praise We Christ, the Holy One

1 Now praise we Christ, the Holy One, The spotless virgin Mary's Son, Far as the bless�d sun doth shine E'en to the world's remote confine

2 He, who Himself all things did make, A servant's form vouchsafed to take, That He as man mankind might win, And save His creatures from their sin.

3 The grace of God, th'Almighty Lord, On the chaste mother was outpoured a virgin pure and undefiled In wondrous wise conceived a child.

4 The holy maid became th'abode And temple of the living God; And she, who knew not man, was blest With God's own Word made manifest.

5 The noble mother bare a Son, For so did Gabriel's promise run, Whom John confessed and leapt with joy, Ere yet the mother knew her boy.