1 How brightly shines the Morning Star,
With mercy beaming from afar!
The host of heav'n rejoices!
O righteous branch! O Jesse's rod!
O Word made flesh, the Son of God!
We too will lift our voices.
Jesus! Jesus!
Holy holy, yet most lowly!
Lord, be near us;
Great Emmanuel! Come and hear us.
2 Though circled by the hosts on high,
He deigned to turn a pitying eye
Upon his helpless creature.
The whole creation's Head and Lord,
By highest seraphim adored,
Assumed our very nature.
Jesus, grant us,
Through your merit, to inherit
Your salvation.
Hear, O hear our supplication.
3 Rejoice, O heav'ns, and earth, reply!
With praise all voices fill the sky!
For this great incarnation!
Incarnate God, put forth your pow'r;
Ride on, ride on, great Conqueror,
Till all know your salvation.
Amen, amen!
Alleluia, alleluiah!
Praise be given
Evermore by earth and heaven.