Heart of Jesus, wonderfully united to the eternal Word, have mercy on us ...
At His command the angels woke to sing
their hymns of praise, which mounted up
until the stars burst into flame.
Then down from heaven's throne He came.
The Word of God, eternal Son, goes forth
to do his Father's will on Earth.
His fingers mold the lifeless dust.
He breathes one breath, the rest is trust.
Trust while the years roll ever past,
trust until the Virgin says amen,
and then the Word descends again.