Now comes the holy,
blue child, recognized, that all the world is wondering, God has ordered such a boat
for him.
He went in from the chamber in the royal hall so pure, God of nature and man,
my hero, his way he knows to walk.
His course came from father and returns again to the father went down to the world
and again to God's throne.
Your crib shines bright and clear, the night gives a new light there,
dark must not come in, faith always remains in the light.
Praise be to God the father, praise be to God his only son, praise be to God the
holy spirit, always and forever.