This video was made to support the piece of music, which was a poem set to music, and written for choir and orchestra. Since it was mixed and mastered by computer there was no choir to sing the lyrics. I needed video to render the words. The images help to express the music but are not primary.
Lux Dei means Light of God. This is my imagining of the beginning of creation, before there was life. The music paints a picture of emptiness, then an explosion of energy and the sudden appearance of light–then the stars and the planets.
What star is this, shines clear and bright? Why come these shepherds in dark of night? From stable there shines a heavenly light— My heart it trembles at such a sight. A glorious King has come here to be born, A wonder of wonders on this Christmas morn.
The baby lies in a manger bare Joseph and Mary attend him there The shepherds kneel in wonder and awe The infant King born in a stall Come to take away our sin, Born that we might be born again
His star in the east the prophets foretold And wise men bringing wealth untold-- Frankincense a priest’s offering, Myrrh for burial, gold for a king. This King a priest born to suffer and die Then rise again, glorified.
The only wise God asleep on the hay Is Wonder Counselor born this day Mighty God become helpless for all This paradox brings a sense of awe. Prince of Peace, born to end all strife, He conquers death and brings new life.
Who could have foretold such a wondrous thing What once was hidden from prophets and kings? That God would take on a human form And be born among us on Christmas morn, Because he took flesh he knows the ways That sin and grief attend our days. His sacrifice took away our sin. Restoring the gift of His life within.
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
A Psalm. A Song at the dedication of the temple. Of David.
1 I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up, and did not let my foes rejoice over me. 2 O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me. 3 O Lord, you brought up my soul from Sheol, restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.[a] 4 Sing praises to the Lord, O you his faithful ones, and give thanks to his holy name. 5 For his anger is but for a moment; his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes with the morning.