Actually goes insanely hard

Father Bochanski is a great priest

You come down from the stars,
oh King of the Heavens,
and enter into a grotto
in the cold and the ice,
and enter into a grotto,
in the cold and the ice.
Oh my divine Baby,
I see you here, shivering,
oh blessed God!
Ah, how much it cost you
to have loved me!
Ah, how much it cost you
to have loved me!
You who are of the world
the Creator,
without clothes and heat,
oh my Lord,
without clothes and heat,
oh my Lord.
Dear little chosen child,
how much this poverty
increases my love,
since love made you
poor again!
Since love made you
poor again!

It’s concerning to me that the people of this chat cannot digest sarcasm