Come, And Christ The Lord Be Praising

Come, and Christ the Lord be praising,

Heart and mind to Him be raising,

Celebrate His love amazing,

Worthy folk of Christendom.

Sin, death, hell, may all be grieving,

Satan shame feel to him cleaving;

We salvation free receiving,

Cast our every care away.

See what God for us provideth,

Life that in His Son abideth,

And our weary steps He guideth

From earth's woe to heav'nly joy.

His soul deeply for us feeleth,

He His love to us revealeth,

He Who is in the heavens dwelleth

Came to save us from our foe.

Jacob's star His advent maketh,

Soothes the longing heart that acheth,

And the serpent's head He breaketh,

Scattering the powers of hell.

Op'd hath He and freedom gained us

From the prison that contained us,

Where much grief and sorrow pained us,

And our hearts were bowed with woe.

O blest hour when we receivèd

From the foe who us deceivèd

Liberty, when we believèd,

And Thee, gracious Spirit, praised.

Beauteous Infant in the manger,

O befriend us! beyond danger

Bring us where is turned God's anger

Where with angel hosts we'll praise.