And so this is our sign,
To those with hard and opened hearts
Within the heights and deepest depths,
This then is our sign:
The virgin shall have a child;
She who is small in your proud eyes
Shall bring forth what the world can’t hold,
What human eyes can’t see.
This then is the sign
That will make you weep and make you sing,
Will drive kings to their caves in fear,
Though he rides in on a colt.
I am the Lord’s servant,
The handmaiden says, to the angel’s blaze
And though a sword will pierce her soul,
She magnifies the Lord.
