One: The Word, for our sake, became a sob a thousand times stifled
in the immovable mouth of the child who died from hunger.
Many: The Word, for our sake, became danger in the anguish of the
mother who worries about her son growing into manhood.
One: The Word became Light; The Word became History,
The Word became Conflict;
The Word became Indomitable Spirit,
And sowed its seeds
Upon the mountain, Near the river, And in the valley,
Many: And those-of-good-will, heard the angels sing.
One: Tired knees were strengthened,
Trembling hands were stilled,
And the people who wandered in darkness,
Saw the light!
Many: Then,
One: The Word became flesh in a nation-pregnant-with-freedom,
The Spirit strengthened the arms which forged Hope,
The Verb became flesh in the people who perceived a new day,
The Word became the seed-of-justice
And we conceived peace.
The Word made justice to rain
And peace came forth from the furrows in the land.
And we saw its glory in the eyes of the poor converted into
true men and women.
Grace and Truth celebrated together
In the laughter of the children rescued by life.
Many: And those-who-saw-the-star,
Opened up for us, The path we now follow.
One: And on the horizon, The Word made light
Invited us to relive a thousand dawns
Toward the realm that is and that comes.
