CHAPTER V
☙ Of the birth and poverty of the Lord Jesus
BLESS, and give thanks to Thee, O
Lord Jesus Christ, the Only-begotten
of the Father, born before all worlds,
Who, of Thy unspeakable condescension, didst vouchsafe to be born in a filthy stable,
and for love of holy poverty, to be laid in a narrow
manger.
I praise Thee, most loving Jesus, for Thy illustrious origin; for Thy glorious birth of the pure Virgin Mary; for Thy poverty; and for Thy humility in lying in so poor and mean a crib. Who can meditate as he should on the thought of the most High God, so demeaning Himself for our sake? O what thanks does not the human race owe to Thee, Who, for its redemption, didst choose to lie in a narrow manger!
O boundless tenderness, O wondrous sweetness, O sweetest love — God born a helpless babe, wrapped in mean swaddling clothes, laid in a narrow manger, with brute beasts surrounding Him!
O humility passing human thought, that the Lord of all lords should deign to become the fellowservant of His own servants! But, O my Lord, and my God, it seemed to Thee too small a thing, that Thou Who art my Creator shouldst also be my Father; Thou didst even stoop to become my Brother, and to be made flesh of my flesh, taking in very truth my nature upon Thee, sin only excepted.
O Birth, outside the course of nature, triumph-
