Advent to Candlemas (Vol. 1)

Clear as the Starry Skies

1. Clear as the starry skies,
Bright as the morning sun,
Let majesty arise,
Proclaim the Holy One:
Death shall not cloud our heart
Nor hardship breed distress,
For we are set apart
In love and righteousness.

2. Yet that ennobled state,
Faith anchored, vision clear,
Is not a gift of fate
From an incanting seer:
The clarity of love
Derives from sacrifice,
From one sent down to save
Us at an awful price.

3. Then let the firmament
Shine with a power immense
Not prudent government
But sacred innocence:
The stars that grace the night,
The sun that heralds dawn,
Are at once infinite
And a humble infant born.