Come, let us bend our knees before the Infant lying in the Manger.
How glorious is He, on this night, humbly born in silence, already cast off by the world.
Hail and Blessed be the hour and moment in which the Son of God was born! The Word made Flesh, for you, for me. Hail and Blessed be the hour and moment when Christ comes, in the Most Blessed Sacrament of the Altar! The Word made Flesh, Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity of God Most High!
On that night, so blessed, to receive Christ, the Infant King into the world, there was no place for Him. Despised and rejected, a child. The Christ, the Anointed One of God, Emmanuel!
O Christ, there was no place for You. The Blessed Mother and her chaste spouse prepared the Manger, the feeding trough of wood. It was there You first laid Your Precious Head. A foreshadowing of what was to come, for in your Passion there was no place to lay Your Head.
On this Night, Most Sacred, may we kneel before Your Crib and may our hearts be ready, O Lord, to receive such a King. And with joy, may we remain there, if only for some time, to console You. With tears. Of Gratitude and Sorrow. For we see, a Christ Child born to redeem, Innocence Himself, to save us from our iniquity.
With joy, may our hearts be transformed to follow in the way of the Little Infant King, the way of the Cross, our sanctification!