Whom I have begotten, adored
King of Angels resting in humility
So true a lover, shall we not requite Him?
from the Christmas carol, Adeste Fidelis
My delights are to be among the children of men. Prov. 8:31
We pray to you, little Jesus,
we owe everything to you.
Lord, out of the mouth of children you prepared perfect praise
to confound your enemies. Psalms 8:2
He will descend like the dew.
Psalm 41
We pray to you, little Jesus,
we owe everything to you.
Lord, out of the mouth of children you prepared perfect praise
to confound your enemies. Psalms 8:2
He will descend like the dew.
Psalm 41
SWEET NIGHT
HOLY NIGHT
HOLY NIGHT