The copyright for the music was assigned by the composer to Ionian Arts, Inc. in 2005 when the composer wrote the publisher of the text for permission to publish.
Lyrics
Look kindly, Jesus, where we come,
New Simeons, to kindle,
Each at your infant sacrifice his own life’s candle.
And when your flame turns into many tongues,
See how the one is multiplied, among us, hundreds!
And goes among the humble, and consoles our sinful kindred.
It is for this we come,
And kneeling, each receive one flame:
Ad revelationem gentium.
Our lives, like candles, spell this simple symbol:
Weep like our bodily life, sweet work of bees,
Sweeten the world, with your slow sacrifice.
And this shall be our praise:
That by our glad expense, our Father’s will
Burned and consumed us for a parable.
Nor burn we now with brown and smoky flames, but bright
Until our sacrifice is done,
(By which not we, but you are known)
And then, returning to our Father, one by one,
Give back our lives like wise and waxen lights.
