O Emmanuel Rex et legifer noster.
Exspectatio gentium et Salvator earum veni et Salvandum nos, dominus deus noster.
O Immanuel, you are our king and our judge, our father.
The one whom the peoples await and their saviour, O come and save us, our God, brother.

The ‘O’ antiphons, the first letter of each of the titles given to Jesus from last to first spell.
O.C.R.A.S., Ero Cras, I will be tomorrow.
They ask us to ring out a hymn to tell.
O come Emmanuel, they prefigure the end to sorrow.

I was dreaming a dark depression.
All seem afflicted, cut off, a dead end.
Then in my dream I imagined this rising sun, symbol of body and soul’s reunion.
This scarcely perceived glow in the winter lightening room, was this a message to send.

You may be our David’s key.
Pray that I may see.