Capella Antiqua München - Mittit Ad Virginem | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Capella Antiqua München
• Mittit Ad Virginem

To the Virgin He sends no inferior Angel;
But Gabriel He summons, His Might, His Archangel;
He, Lover of men.

And mighty must needs be the Messenger sent,
By whom shall the order of Nature be bent,
When a Virgin shall bear.

The King's Natal glory shall Nature o'er sway;
Let Him reign, let Him conquer, by purging away
The dross of corruption.

Let Him cast ev'ry haughty one down from his seat,
In His Might, on the mighty ones, setting His feet,
The Victor in battle.

Let Him cast out the Monarch whom this world obeys;
To the Throne of the Father His Bride let Him raise,
To be sharer with Him.

Go forth on my message, these gifts to unfold;
From the letter of Scripture the veil shall be rolled,
By the might of thy word.

Draw night, — speak the tidings — say Hail! to her now;
And say, Highly favoured, and say, Fear not thou,
And the Lord is with thee.

Receive, then, O Virgin, the Gift God ordains,
While yet the firm purpose unalter'd remains
Of thy chaste resolve.

The word she receiveth, that lowliest one,
Believeth, conceiveth, and beareth the Son
And His Name shall be called:

Wonderful, Counselor, Lord God of Hosts;
The Father Eternal, the Monarch Who boasts
A Kingdom of Peace! Amen.