A WONDER is Thy Mother.
The Lord entered her, and became a servant:
the Word entered her, and became silent within her:
thunder entered her, and His voice was still:
the Shepherd of all entered her; He became a Lamb in her, and came forth bleating.
The Rich went in, He came out poor:
the High One went in, He came out lowly.
Brightness went into her and clothed Himself, and came forth a despised form.
The Mighty went in, and clad Himself with fear [i.e. human fear] from the womb.
He that giveth food to all went in, and gat hunger.
He that giveth all to drink went in, and gat thirst.
Naked and bare came forth from her the Clother of all.
St Ephrem the Syrian, Rhythms on the Nativity, No. 8.
THOU art my strength, O Lord, and my power also, thou art my God, thou art my joy, who leaving not thy Father’s bosom yet visitedst our poverty. Therefore with the Prophet Habakkuk I cry to thee: glory to thy power, thou that lovest mankind.
THOU didst bear in thy womb, O immaculate Lady, God the Word of God, who with infinite wisdom brought to fulfilment the most noble plan of salvation for world. Therefore we all rightly sing thy praises, as thou intercedeth with him, that we be redeemed from diseases and from perils of all kinds.
Prayers selected from today’s liturgy. Source.