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.