My love, my pride

My love, my pride, my treasure, oh.
My wonder new and pleasure, oh.
My child, my beauty, ever you.
Oh, who am I to bear you here?

The cause of talk and tale am I.
The cause of strangest fame am I.
The cause of proudest care on high.
To have for mine the Christ child here.

And though you are the Life of all,
you came down to this manger stall.
And at your feet we all should fall,
and glorify my Child, our All.

Music: Taladh Chriosta Hebridean melody
Words: anonymous
Sequence: Cathouse Pandemonium, Ltd.