1 Lift up the Advent strain!
Behold the Lord is nigh!
Greet His approach, ye saints, again,
With hymns of holy joy.
2 The everlasting Son,
Incarnate deigns to be;
Our God the form of slave puts on,
A race of slaves to free.
3 Daughter of Sion, rise
To meet Thy lowly King.
Nor let the faithless heart despise
The peace He comes to bring.
4 As Judge in clouds of light
He shall come down again,
And all His scattered saints unite
With Him in Heaven to reign.
5 Before that dreadful day
May all our sins be gone,
The old man all be put away,
The new man all put on.
6 Jesus, all praise to Thee,
Our joy and endless rest;
We pray Thee here our Guide to be
Our crown amid the blest.
Amen.
Source: Voices of Praise: for school and church and home #37