141. Savior of the heathen, come

1 Savior of the heathen, come,
Virgin's Son, here make Thy home;
Wonder at it, heaven and earth,
That the Lord chose such a birth.

2 Not by human flesh and blood,
By the Spirit of our God
Was the Word of God made flesh--
Woman's blossom, sweet and fresh.

3 Though the virgin was with child,
Chastity proved undefiled;
Many a virtue rare forth shone,
God was there upon His throne.

4 From the Father forth He came,
And returned unto the same,
Down to hell He went alone,
And again to God's high throne.

5 Thou, the Father’s equal, win
Victory in the flesh o’er sin,
By Thy strength divine, O Lord,
Help to our frail flesh afford.

6 Lord, Thy manger is so bright,
Night sends forth a novel light;
Darkness must not enter there,
Faith abides in light fore'er.

7 Praise be God the Father sing,
Praise to God the Son, our King,
Praise to God the Spirit be
Ever and eternally.

Text Information
First Line: Savior of the heathen, come
Meter: 7s
Language: English
Publication Date: 1918
Topic: Advent
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