Hymn 17
(Resp., Praise to You from every mouth on this Day of Your Birth!)
1. Infants were slain because of Your Birth, You Giver of life to all— But because He Who was slain was a King, our Lord the Lord of Kingdoms,— the tyrant in subtlety, gave for Him slain hostages,— clad in the mysteries of His slaying: the ranks of heaven received—the hostages that they of earth offered.
R., Blessed be the King who magnified Him!
2. All the Kings of the house of David, transmitted and hauled on each to each—the throne and crown of the Son of David, as guardian of a deposit.— In one they reached their bound and limit, when He came, the Lord of all things—and took away from them all things, and cut off the transmission of all things....
R., Blessed be He Who is clad in that which is His!
3. The doves moaned in Bethlehem, that the serpent destroyed their offspring.— The eagle betook himself to Egypt, to go down and receive the promises.— Egypt rejoiced in Him that there came, abundance for payment of debts,— which had failed the sons of Joseph. Among the sons of Joseph He laboured and paid— the debts of the sons of Joseph.
R., Blessed is He Who called Him out of Egypt!
4. The Scribes read daily, that the Star arises out of Jacob.— For the People were the Voice and the reading, for the nations the rising of the Star and the interpretation:— for them were the Books and for us the facts; for them boughs and for us fruits.— The Scribes read in things written; the Magi saw in things done, the outshining of that which was read.
R., Blessed be He Who added to us their books!
5. Who is able to tell, of the withdrawal and the appearings,— of the shining star that went, before the bearers of the offerings?— It appeared and proclaimed the crown; it was hid and concealed His Body.— It was for the Son in twofold wise, herald and guardian;— it guarded His Body, it proclaimed His Crown.
R., Blessed is He Who has given wisdom to them that proclaim Him!
6. The tyrant gazed on the Magi, as they asked “Where is the son of the King?”— While his heart was gloomy, he sought for himself a cheerful countenance.— With the sheep he sent wolves, that should kill the Lamb of God.— The Lamb went down to Egypt, that thence He might judge them—whence He had saved them.
R., Blessed be He Who yet again subdued them.
7. The Magi declared to the tyrant, “When your servants joined us—the bright star withdrew itself, yea the paths hid themselves.”— The blessed ones knew not, that the king had sent bitter foes—murderers as if worshippers, to destroy the sweet fruit—whereof the bitter eat and are made sweet.
R., To You be glory, Medicine of life!
8. When there the Magi received, commandment to go and seek Him.— it is written of them that they saw, that bright star and rejoiced.— Thus it is known that it had been withdrawn; therefore rejoiced they at its aspect.— It was hid and hindered the murderers, it arose and called the worshippers;— it overthrew a part and it called a part.
R., Blessed be He Who has triumphed in both parts!
9. The abhorred one who slew the children, how did he overlook the Child?— Justice hindered him that he thought, the Magi would return to him.— While he stayed waiting to seize, the Worshipped and His worshippers,— everything escaped his hands, the offerings and the worshippers took flight—from the tyrant to the Son of the King.
R., Glory to Him who knows all counsels!
10. The blameless Magi as they slept, meditated on their beds:— sleep became a mirror, and a dream rose on it as light.— The murderer they saw and trembled, as his guile and his sword flashed forth.— He taught the men guile, he sharpened the sword to sharpness:— the Watcher taught the sleepers.
R., Blessed is He who gives prudence to the simple!
11. The simple who believe have known, two Comings of Christ:— but the foolish scribes have not even perceived one Coming.— Yet the nations have life in the first, and shall rise again there in the second.— The People whose mind is blinded, the first Coming has dispersed—the second shall blot out their memory.
R., Blessed be the King Who has come and is to come!
12. When the Saviour arose as the blind, the Sun showed forth his beams—and they were clothed in darkness: the Brightness sent forth his light—and He brought the sons of the stars, to make manifest the sons of darkness.— For lo! Among you is the star, but on your eyes the veil.
R., To You be glory, newborn Sun!
13. Prophets declared concerning His Birth, but they made not plain the time thereof.— He sent the Magi, and they came and showed of its time.— Yet the Magi who made known the time, made not plain who the Child should be.— A star of splendid light, in its course showed who the Child was— how splendid was His lineage.
R., Blessed be He Who by them all was pointed out!
14. They scorned the trumpet of Isaiah, which sounded forth His pure Conception,— they silenced the lute of the Psalms, which sang of His Priesthood;— the harp of the Spirit they hushed, which sang again of His Kingdom;— under deep silence they closed up, the great Birth that joined the cry— of them above with them below.
R., Blessed be He Who appeared in the midst of silence!
15. His voice was the secret key that opened the mouths of the Magi.— Whereas preachers were silent in Judah, they made their voice sound through creation;— and the Gospel which those had scorned, these who came from far took and departed.— The scorners began to hear their own orders from strangers, who cried out the name of the Son of David.
R., Blessed be He Who by our voice has put them to silence!
16. Whereas the People scorned offerings, and brought them not to Him the Son of the King,— He sent His herald to the nations, and caused them to come with their offerings:— yet not all of them caused He to come, for it could not suffice for them—the narrow bosom of Bethlehem; but the bosom of Holy Church—enlarged itself and contained her children.
R., Blessed be He Who has made the barren fruitful!
17. The slayers of Bethlehem mowed down the tender flowers that among them— should perish the tender seedling, wherein was hidden the Bread of life.— But the ear of grain that has life had escaped, that it should come to the sheaves in harvest:— the grape that escaped when young, gave itself to the treading—that its wine might give life to souls.
R., Glory to You, Treasury of life!
18. The murderers went into a paradise, full of tender fruits:— they shook off the flowers from the bough, blossoms and buds they destroyed—unblemished oblations he offered, the persecutor unwittingly.— To him woe, but to them blessing! Bethlehem was first to give, virgin fruits to the Holy One.
R., Blessed is He Who receives the first fruits!
19. The Scribes were silenced in envy, the Pharisees in jealousy.— Men of stone cried out and gave praise, who had a heart of stone.— They applauded in presence of the Stone, the rejected that has become the Head.— Stones were made flesh by that Stone, and obtained mouths to speak; stones cried out through that Stone.
R., Blessed be Your Birth that has caused stones to cry out!
20. The Star that is written in Scripture, the nations beheld from afar—that the People might be shamed which is near; O People instructed and puffed up! Which by the nations hast been in turn instructed, how and where they saw—that vision whereof Balaam spoke; a stranger he who spread abroad concerning it—strangers they who saw it.
R., Blessed is He Who has provoked to jealousy them of His own house!
21. Let my supplication draw near to Your Door, yea my poverty to Your Treasury!— Give to me my Lord without measure, as God unto man!— And though You increase gifts as Son of the Blessed, and though You add to them as Son of the King;— though I be thankless as are all creatures of dust, as Adam so is the son of Adam,— and as the Blessed so too is the Son of the Blessed.
R., Praise be to You Who is like Your Father!
Source: On the Nativity of Christ in the Flesh (New Advent)