Fair fragrant seat chosen by the King,
The noble guest who was in Thy womb three times three months.
Glorious royal porch through which He was incarnated,
The splendid chosen sun, Jesus, Son of the living God.
For the sake of the fair babe that was conceived in Thy womb,
For the sake of the holy child that is High-King in every place,
For the sake of His cross that is higher than any cross,
For the sake of His burial when He was buried in a stone-tomb,
For the sake of His resurrection when He arose before every one,
For the sake of the holy household from every place to Doom,
Be Thou our safeguard in the Kingdom of the good Lord,
That we may meet with dear Jesus—that is our prayer—hail!