A chapel cave, its candle light
From stars that pierce the silent night;
An Infant Victim, born to die,
Revered by angels wafting nigh.
Humankind, in heedless glee
Regales in mindless revelry.
From the manger-altar where he lies
God views his earth with infant eyes.
Christ as Eucharist born again—
Emmanuel with us, now as then.
His love which crib and cross display
Enswathes our souls on Christmas Day.
John H. Hampsch, C.M.F.