It is Christmas, O Lord!
While time wears down hope, You remain our only hope!
While riches are fleeting and disappointing,
You still amaze and attract us
by the absolute poverty of Bethlehem.
O little Infant of Bethlehem,
You are the hope we seek.
O little Infant of Bethlehem,
You are the source of the unity we still lack.
O Lord, born in Bethlehem,
the city of our poverty and our hope,
we drraw near to mary and Joseph
that we might look upon You as did they
and to learn from them to love you with our feeble heart
and to be happy with you, O little Infant of Bethlehem,
the only one capable of making us still rejoice! Amen.