1 Behold, the great Creator makes
himself a house of clay,
a robe of virgin flesh he takes
which he will wear for aye.

2 Hark, hark! the wise eternal Word
like a weak infant cries;
in form of servant is the Lord,
and God in cradle lies.

3 This wonder struck the world amazed,
it shook the starry frame;
squadrons of spirits stood and gazed,
then down in troops they came.

4 Glad shepherds ran to view this sight;
a choir of angels sings,
and eastern sages with delight
adore this King of kings.

5 Join then, all hearts that are not stone,
and all our voices prove,
to celebrate this Holy One,
the God of peace and love.