O God,
See Your Saints,
And in them
See Your Son.
Behold in their living
And their dying the Cross
And the glory of God.
Enfleshed anew,
It is the Holy Spirit,
As in the womb of the Virgin
Who gIves to the world
Proof of Your Love.
Your lowly creature, Man
Receives in his very being,
The splendor of Your might,
The eternal evidence
Of Your victory.
Satan and Sin, conquered,
Death defeated,
You dawn
And the Son arises.
You shine in Your own,
Giving glory to God,
The Bridegroom,
Loving the Bride.
Copyright 2014 Joann Nelander
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