A Day, A Day Of Glory – Canções de Natal – letras

A day, a day of glory!A day that ends our woe!A day that tells of triumphAgainst our vanquish’d foe!Yield, summer’s brightest sunrise,To this December morn:Life up your gates, ye PrincesAnd let the Child be born!With Gloria in excelsisArchangels tell their mirth:With Kyrie eleysonMen answer upon the earth:And angels swell the triumph,And mortals raise the horn,Life up you gates, ye Princes,And let the Child be born.He comes, His throne the manger;He comes, His shrine the stall;The ox and ass His courtiers,Who made and governs all:The « House of Bread » His birth place,The Prince of wine and corn:Lift up your gates, ye Princes,And let the Child be born.Then bar the gates, that henceforthNone thus may passage win,Because the Prince of IsraelAlone hath entered in:The earth, the sky, the oceanHis glorious way adorn:Lift up your gates, ye Princes,And let the Child be born