O Creator of the firmament,
Endless clarity for all believers,
Christ the Redeemer, friend of mankind,
Hear our humble prayers
Moved to see the century perish
Under death's icy blows
You prepare for its sins,
The remedy of your forgiveness.
As a glorious bridegroom emerges
Outside the bridal palace,
When the time is ripe
You are born of the most pure Virgin.
To your great and awesome Name,
In heaven, on earth and in hell,
Every creature bows,
And bends the knee, Lord.
O Holy One who will return to judge
In your second coming,
We beseech Thee, deliver us
From the devil's perfidious dashes.
Gallican hymn from the 7th century.
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