Matters of Interpretation

That glorious Form, that Light unsufferable,
   And that far-beaming blaze of Majesty,
Wherewith he wont at Heav’n’s high council-table,
   To sit the midst of Trinal Unity,
   He laid aside, and here with us to be,
      Forsook the courts of everlasting day,  
      And chose with us a darksome house of mortal clay.

John Milton, “On the Morning of Christ’s Nativity”

Hodie Christus natus est, Palestrina

Image: “Christmas morning in Børte” (Telemark, Norway), Richard Moore, CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons