Savior of the Heathen, Known

Savior of the hea­then

known

As the pro­mised vir­gin’s son;

Come Thou won­der of the earth

God or­dained Thee such a birth.

Not of flesh and blood the son

Offspring of the Ho­ly One

Born of Ma­ry ev­er blest

God in flesh is ma­ni­fest.

Cherished is the ho­ly Child

By the mo­ther un­de­filed;

In the vir­gin

full of grace

God has made His dwell­ing place.

Lo! He comes! the Lord of all

Leaves His bright and roy­al hall;

God and man

with gi­ant force

Hastening to run His course.

To the Fa­ther whence He came

He returns with bright­er fame;

Down to hell He goes alone

Then as­cends to God’s high throne.

Thou

the Fa­ther’s eq­ual

win

Victory in the flesh o’er sin;

So shall man

though weak and frail;

By the in­dwell­ing God pre­vail.

On Thy low­ly man­ger night

Sheds a pure un­wont­ed light;

Darkness must not en­ter here

Faith abides in sun­shine clear.

Praise be to the Fa­ther done

Praise be to the on­ly Son

Praises to the Spir­it be

Now and to eter­ni­ty.