Christ's Nativity

Henry Vaughan

1       Awake, glad heart! get up and sing!
2     It is the birth-day of thy King.
3           Awake! awake!
4           The Sun doth shake
5     Light from his locks, and all the way
6     Breathing perfumes, doth spice the day.

7       Awake, awake! hark how th' wood rings;
8     Winds whisper, and the busy springs
9           A concert make;
10         Awake! awake!
11   Man is their high-priest, and should rise
12   To offer up the sacrifice.

13     I would I were some bird, or star,
14   Flutt'ring in woods, or lifted far
15         Above this inn
16         And road of sin!
17   Then either star or bird should be
18   Shining or singing still to thee.

19     I would I had in my best part
20   Fit rooms for thee! or that my heart
21         Were so clean as
22         Thy manger was!
23   But I am all filth, and obscene;
24   Yet, if thou wilt, thou canst make clean.

25     Sweet Jesu! will then. Let no more
26   This leper haunt and soil thy door!
27         Cure him, ease him,
28         O release him!
29   And let once more, by mystic birth,
30   The Lord of life be born in earth.

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