O what new astonishment

O what new astonishment: see all around

Day in the middle of the night,

See the sky opening,

Hear the sound of the angelic choirs.

Come, let's go, let's look for Jesus, shepherds.

I want to sing, and I want to rejoice,

That God is born on earth,

That God is born on earth for my salvation.

I want to see him,

I want to adore what I have desired so much.

I want at those sacred naked shivering feet

To kneel, and so many sighs

To shed over him, that I will warm them,

A thousand times to kiss him,

A thousand, if I'm worthy to kiss him again.

To the blessed virgin mother,

Because she is my intercessor,

I wish to offer not gold, no, but the naked heart,

The humble heart.

Come, let's go, let's look for Jesus, who is born.