From God the Father, Virgin-Born

From God the Fa­ther

vir­gin-born

To us the on­ly Son came down;

By death the font to con­se­crate

The faith­ful to re­ge­ne­rate.

Beginning from His home on high

In hu­man flesh He came to die;

Creation by His death re­stored

And shed new joys of life abroad.

Glide on

O glo­ri­ous Sun

and bring

The gift of heal­ing on Your wing;

To ev­ery dull and cloud­ed sense

The clear­ness of Your light dis­pense.

Abide with us

O Lord

we pray;

The gloom of dark­ness chase away;

Your work of heal­ing

Lord

begin

And take away the stain of sin.

Lord

once You came to earth’s do­main

And

we be­lieve

shall come again;

Be with us on the bat­tle­field

From ev­ery harm Your peo­ple shield.

To You

O Lord

all glo­ry be

For this Your blest epi­pha­ny;

To God whom all His hosts ad­ore

And Ho­ly Spir­it ev­er­more.