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3 We come Emmanuel at thy call
Believe thy glad'ning Word;
Renounce our sins, ourselves, our all,
And glory in our Lord.

4 Salvation to Messiah's name
With grateful hearts we sing
And join our voices to proclaim
Our Saviour and our King.

5 Immortal praise to God belongs
For such unfathomed love;
Join all below in rapturous songs,
And shout ye hosts above.

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OW bright appears the morning-star
With mercy beaming from afar!
The host of heaven rejoices!

O righteous Branch! O Jesse's Rod!
Thou Son of man, and Son of God!
We, too, will lift our voices.

Jesu! Jesu!

Holy, holy! yet most lowly!
Draw thou near us:

Great Emmanuel! stoop and hear us.

2 Though circled by the hosts on high,
He deigned to cast a pitying eye
Upon his helpless creature:
The whole creation's Head and Lord,
By highest seraphim adored,
Assumed our very nature:
Jesu! grant us,

By thy Spirit to inherit
Thy salvation:

Hear, O hear our supplication.

3 Rejoice, ye heavens! thou earth, reply
With praise, ye mortals, fill the sky!
For this his incarnation!
Incarnate God, put forth thy power
Ride on, ride on, great Conqueror,
Till all know thy salvation
Amen, amen!
Alleluia, Alleluia!

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HOW shall I receive thee,

How greet thee, Lord, aright!
All nations long to see thee,

My hope, my heart's delight!
O, kindle, Lord most holy,
Thy lamp within my breast,
To do, in spirit lowly,

All that may please thee best.

2 Thy Zion palms is strewing,

And branches fresh and fair;
My heart, its powers renewing,
An anthem shall prepare:
My soul puts off her sadness
Thy glories to proclaim;
With all her strength and gladness
She fain would serve thy name.

3 Love caused thy incarnation,
Love brought thee down to me;
Thy thirst for my salvation
Procured my liberty:

O, love beyond all telling!
That led thee to embrace-
O, love all love excelling!-
Our lost and fallen race!

4 0, this blest truth remember,
All ye who sit in gloom;
Within your hearts' best chamber
For this dear guest make room.
He only who can cheer you,
Is standing at the door;
He brings his pity near you,
And bids you weep no more.

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