The Christ of God hath come
Long promised
long delayed!
True God
from Heav’n He cometh down
True man
of woman made.
The Son of God is here:
O fair and welcome morn;
God manifest in flesh hath come
To us a child is born!
In lowliness He lies
That blessèd Babe of Heav’n;
Our God for us becometh man
To us a son is giv’n!
He cometh in His love
For us on earth to live;
To bear all the burden of our guilt
For us His life to give.
O many sided love
So boundless and so free!
Love of the cradle and the cross
What joy we find in Thee!
He cometh in His grace
The guilty to forgive;
He cometh in His glorious power
That maketh dead men live.
He comes to live our life
He comes to weep our tears
To give us sympathy in all
Our sorrows and our fears.
He comes to die our death
To enter our dark tomb
To conquer our last enemy
And rob the grave of gloom.
He cometh
clothed in light
To bid our darkness flee;
For night to give us day
for death
His immortality.
The Christ of God we sing
The Babe of Bethlehem!
And on His infant head we place
His royal diadem.
The crown of thorns is His
That Child of poverty
Who on this earth of ours can find
No place His head to lay.
The crown of Heav’n is His
And angels own Him there.
The crown of earth shall yet be His
And we that crown shall share.
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