O COME O COME IMMANUEL

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 thee, O Israel.




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.




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.




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.




O come, Thou Key of David, come

And open wide our heavenly home;

Make safe the way that leads on high,

And close the path to misery