1. Now praise we Christ, the Ho- ly One, The spot- less vir- gin Ma- ry's Son, Far as the bless- �d sun doth shine E'en to the world's re- mote con- fine
2. He, who Him- self all things did make, A ser- vant's form vouch- safed to take, That He as man man- kind might win, And save His crea- tures from their sin.
3. The grace of God, th'Al- might- y Lord, On the chaste mo- ther was out- poured a vir- gin pure and un- de- filed In won- drous wise con- ceived a child.
4. The ho- ly maid be- came th'a- bode And tem- ple of the liv- ing God; And she, who knew not man, was blest With God's own Word made man- i- fest.
5. The no- ble mo- ther bare a Son, For so did Ga- briel's pro- mise run, Whom John con- fessed and leapt with joy, Ere yet the mo- ther knew her boy.