Let all mortal flesh keep silence
And with fear and trembling stand;
Ponder nothing earthly minded,
For with blessing in His hand,
Christ our God to earth descendeth,
Our full homage to demand.
King of kings, yet born of Mary,
As of old on eath He stood,
Lord of lords, in human vesture,
In the body and the blood:
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heav'nly food.
Rank on rank the host of heaven
Spreads its vanguard on the way,
Lo! the Light of light descendeth
From the realms of endless day,
That the pow'rs of hell may vanish,
As the darkness clears away.
At His feet the six-winged seraph;
Cherubim with sleepless eye,
Veil their faces to the Presence,
As with ceasless voice they cry:
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Allelusia, Lord most high!
[Hat tip to the Society for a Moratorium on the Music of Marty Haugen and David Haas]
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