Immortal Babe Who this dear Day
Didst change Thine heaven for our clay
And didst with flesh thy Godhead veil,
Eternal Son of God, all hail!

Shine, happy star, ye angels sing:
"Glory on high to heaven's King!"
Run, shepherds, leave your nightly watch!
See heav'n come down to Bethl'hem's cratch!

Worship, ye sages of the East,
The God of gods in meanness dress'd!
O Blessed Maid, smile and adore
The God thee, thru the Spirit, bore.

Star, angels, shepherds and wise sages
Thou virgin glory of all ages
Restored frame of heav'n and earth
Joy in your dear Redeemer's birth!