The beautiful Mother is bending
Low where her baby lies
Helpless and frail, for her tending:
But she knows the glorious eyes.
The Mother smiles and rejoices
While the Baby laughs in the hay,
She listens to heavenly voices:
“This Child shall be King some day.”
O dear little Child in the manger,
Let me make merry with Thee,
O King, in my hour of danger,
Wilt Thou be strong for me?
Bl. Jacopone da Todi
Robert, Cyril. Mary Immaculate: God’s Mother and Mine. New York: Marist Press, 1946.