The Blessed Son of God

Ralph Vaughan Williams

The blessed son of God only
In a crib full poor did lie;
With our poor flesh and our poor blood
Was clothed that everlasting good.
Kyri’eleison.

The Lord Christ Jesu, God’s son dear,
Was a guest and a stranger here;
Us for to bring from misery,
That we might live eternally.
Kyri’eleison.

All this did he for us freely,
For to declare his great mercy;
All Christendom be merry therefore,
And give him thanks for evermore.
Kyri’eleison.

Miles Coverdale, after Martin Luther

Notes

Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872-1958)

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