Hail to the Lord who comes
Comes to His temple gate;
Not with His angel host
Not in His kingly state;
No shouts proclaim Him nigh
No crowds His coming wait.
But
borne upon the throne
Of Mary’s gentle breast
Watched by her duteous love
In her fond arms at rest
Thus to His Father’s house
He comes
the heav’nly Guest.
There Joseph at her side
In reverent wonder stands
And
filled with holy joy
Old Simeon in his hands
Takes up the promised Child
The glory of all lands.
Hail to the great First-born
Whose ransom price they pay!
The Son before all worlds
The Child of man today
That He might ransom us
Who still in bondage lay.
O Light of all the earth
Thy children wait for Thee!
Come to Thy temples here
That we
from sin set free
Before Thy Father’s face
May all presented be!
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