1
O come, O come, Immanuel,
And ransom captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here,
Until the Son of God appear;
Rejoice, rejoice! Immanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel
2
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan’s tyranny;
From depths of hell Thy people save,
And give them victory o’er the grave:
3
O come, Thou Dayspring come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death's dark shadows put to flight.
4
O come, Thou Key of David, come
And open wide our heavenly home;
Make safe the path that leads on high,
And close the path to misery:
5
O come, O come, thou Lord of might,
Who to Thy tribes on Sinai's height
In ancient times didst give the law
In cloud and majesty, and awe.
6
O come, our Wisdom from on high,
Who ordered all things mightily,
To us the path of knowledge show,
And teach us in her ways to go.
7
O come, King of nations, bind,
In one the hearts of all mankind,
Oh bid our sad divisions cease,
And be Thyself our King of Peace.