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Come, love we God! of might is most,
The Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost,
Regnante jam in aethera;
(Reigning now on high)
The which made man, both more and less,
And create him to his likeness,
O quanta sunt haec opera.
(How great are these works)
The herdmen came with their off’ring
for to present that pretty thing,
Cum summa reverentia,
(With greatest reverence)
They gave their gifts that child until
They were received with good will.
Quam grata sunt haec munera?
(How wondrous are these gifts)
Three kinges came from the east country,
Which knew they by astronomy,
Et Balam vaticinia;
(By the prophecy of Balam)
They offered him gold, myrrh, incense,
He took them with great diligence.
Quam digna, est infantia!
(How noble is his infancy)
They turned again full merrily,
Each came unto his own country,
O Dei mirabilia
(O miracles of God)
They had heav’ns bliss at their ending,
The which God grant us eld and ying.
Deo Patri sit gloria.
(Glory be to the Father)
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