1 Emmanuel, we sing Thy praise,
Thou Prince of life! Thou Fount of grace!
With all Thy saints, Thee, Lord, we sing;
Praise, honor, thanks, to Thee we bring.
2 E’er since the world began to be,
How many a heart hath longed for Thee!
And Thou, O long expected Guest,
Hast come at last to make us blest!
3 Now art Thou here: we know Thee now;
In lowly manger liest Thou:
A child, yet makest all things great;
Poor, yet the earth Thy robe of state.
4 Now fearless I can look on Thee:
From sin and grief Thou set'st me free:
Thou bearest wrath, Thou conquerest death,
Fear turns to joy Thy glance beneath.
5 Thou art my Head, my Lord divine:
I am Thy member, wholly Thine;
And in Thy Spirit’s strength would still
Serve Thee according to Thy will.
6 Thus will I sing Thy praises here,
With joyful spirit year by year:
And they shall sound before Thy throne,
Where time nor number more is known.
|First Line:||Emmanuel, we sing Thy praise|
|Topic:||TheChurch Year: Christmas; Christ: Guest; Christ: Head(2 more...)|
|Notes:||P. Gerhardt, d. 1676. Tr. Winkworth.|