On December 17th we begin the seven days of proximate preparation for Christmas, analogous to the more familiar twelve days of Christmas, which follow after the great feast. In the Western tradition of the Catholic Church, one of the liturgical means to elevate and focus our minds and hearts for the great feast are the ‘O Antiphons’, seven titles from the Old Testament which point to, or typify, the coming Messiah. The origin of their compilation goes back to the very dawn of the Middle Ages, with reference to them in the writings of the Roman counsel and philosopher Boethius (480-524 a.d.). These seven antiphons, which begin on December 17th, and end on December 23rd, Christmas Eve’s Eve – a sort of novena, or septena, of seven days – are as follows, in their Latin original:
O Sapientia, O Adonai, O Radix Iesse, O Clavis David, O Oriens, O Rex Gentium, and O Emmanuel.
They are, in their somewhat variable English translations, O Wisdom, O Lord God, O Root (or Rod) of Jesse, O Key of David, O Rising Sun (or Morning Star), O King of the Nations (or Gentiles) and O Emmanuel.
Each day, these are the response for the Alleluias at Mass, as well as the antiphons for Vespers, the universal Evening Prayer of the Church. Readings also go along with each of them, taken from the Old Testament, making clear how each of these titles allegorically referred to the long-awaited Messiah.
The acrostic formed by the first letter in each of the antiphons, when spelled backwards, makes ero cras, which is Latin for “I will be (there) tomorrow“. The mediaeval theologians loved puns and plays upon words, so we may surmise they were deliberately framed the antiphons so, to help us even further in our ‘waiting upon’ the Christ, who would free His people from their sins, and offer the world redemption.
The Major-General from the Pirates of Penzance sang: I answer hard acrostics, I’ve a pretty taste for paradox –
This is not a hard acrostic, but it does spell out a pretty paradox, God become Man, so that Man might become God, or, more precisely, God-like. The infinite entering the finite, the eternal into time, He Who is pure Spirit, the very Word, become flesh.
We should try, in the midst of a consumerist culture, to resist the celebration of Christmas before Christmas. I know this is a weathered lament, but one that merits restating: We prepare for Christ in the season of Advent, and we celebrate his arrival with Christmas. The zeitgeist of the age, outside and, to some extent, even within, the Church, is difficult to resist, with everything from social events to advertisements in shops to songs, but resist we must. Some application to bodily and spiritual preparation is requisite so that Christmas remains Christmas, and that the celebration does not end the day after Christmas, just when it is supposed to begin. (Which day, incidentally, is not Boxing Day, but the feast of (Saint) Stephen, the first martyr, as the opening lines of the traditional hymn on Good King Wencelsaus makes clear).
So a very blessed last days of Advent to one and all, as we prepare for the arrival of our Saviour and our King…