A Merry Christmas
To All Readers and Followers of
'The Land of Lost Content'
The
Nativity' by Bartholomaus Bruyn the Elder, c. 1520
The snow lay on the
ground,
The stars shone bright,
When Christ our Lord was born
On Christmas night.
Venite adoremus Dominum;
’Twas Mary, daughter
pure
Of holy Anne,
That brought into this world
The God made man.
She laid Him in a stall
At Bethlehem;
The ass and oxen shared
The roof with them.
Venite adoremus
Dominum;
Saint Joseph, too, was by
To tend the Child;
To guard him, and protect
His mother mild;
The angels hovered round,
And sang this song,
Venite adoremus Dominum.
And thus that manger
poor
Became a throne;
For He whom Mary bore
Was God the Son.
O come, then, let us join
The heav’nly host,
To praise the Father, Son,
And Holy Ghost.
Venite adoremus
Dominum.
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