Luyện nghe bài hát Nativity

(Lee Ann Womack)

Immensity in thy dear womb,
Now His well-belov'd imprisonment,
There He hath made to His intent
Weak enough, now the world to come;
But O, for thee, for Him, the inn no room?
Yet lay Him in this stall, and the Orient,
Stars and men will travel to prevent
The effect of jealous general doom.
thou, my soul, with thy faith's eyes, how He
Which fills all place, yet none Him, doth lie?
Was not His pity towards wondrous high,
That have need to be pitied by thee?
Kiss Him, and Him into Egypt go,
With His kind mother, who thy woe.

On the of Christ's Nativity
This is the month, and the happy morn
Wherein the Son of Heav'n's King,
Of wedded Maid, and Virgin born,
Our great from above did bring;
For so the sages once did sing,
That he our forfeit should release,
And with his Father work us a peace.

II
That Form, that Light unsufferable,
And far-beaming blaze of Majesty,
he wont at Heav'n's high council-table,
To sit the of Trinal Unity,
He laid aside, and here us to be,
Forsook the courts of day,
And chose with us a darksome house of clay.

III
Say Heav'nly Muse, not thy sacred vein
Afford a present to the Infant
Hast no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,
To him to this his new abode,
Now while the heav'n, by the team untrod,
Hath took no print of the light,
And all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons

IV
See how from far upon the eastern
The star-led wizards haste with odours
O run, prevent with thy humble ode,
And lay it lowly at his feet;
Have the honour first thy Lord to greet,
And join thy voice the angel quire,
out his secret altar touched with hallowed fire