Mighty God and Saviour mine
Mighty God and
Saviour mine,
Who is there with
power divine
That with thine
can be compared?
No one has from
Adam shared
Such a father,
or such kin,
Such a mother free
from sin,
That a virgin
son has born.
John the
Baptist, O great Lord,
Who so early
walked abroad,
To proclaim thee
to the world,
Stated clearly,
so folk heard,
He was but a
voice that called,
Preaching
solace unto all
Who by sin were
worn and torn.
He felt quite
unworthy too
Thy shoe’s
latchet to undo!
What am I then,
Adam’s child,
Nought but
dust, dirt, filth reviled!
I lack every
shred of worth
To walk where
thou trodst on earth,
Or within thy courts
to bide.
Root of Jesse,
Jesu sweet,
I by prayer and
penance meet
Will for thee a
place prepare
In my soul and
heart to share:
Visit it and
shape it best,
Enter in and be
my guest,
Grant a blessed Christmastide.
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