Sunday's Hymn: O Come, O Come Emmanuel

O come, O come, Em­ma­nu­el,
And ran­som cap­tive Is­ra­el,
That mourns in lone­ly ex­ile here
Until the Son of God ap­pear.

Refrain

Rejoice! Re­joice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Is­ra­el.

O come, Thou Wis­dom from on high,
Who or­der­est all things migh­ti­ly;
To us the path of know­ledge show,
And teach us in her ways to go.

O come, Thou Rod of Jes­se, free
Thine own from Sa­tan’s tyr­an­ny;
From depths of hell Thy peo­ple save,
And give them vic­to­ry ov­er the grave.

O come, Thou Day-spring, come and cheer
Our spir­its by Thine ad­vent here;
Disperse the gloo­my clouds of night,
And death’s dark sha­dows put to flight.

O come, Thou Key of Da­vid, come,
And op­en wide our hea­ven­ly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to mi­se­ry.

O come, O come, great Lord of might,
Who to Thy tribes on Si­nai’s height
In an­cient times once gave the law
In cloud and ma­jes­ty and awe.

O come, Thou Root of Jes­se’s tree,
An en­sign of Thy peo­ple be;
Before Thee rul­ers si­lent fall;
All peo­ples on Thy mer­cy call.

O come, De­sire of na­tions, bind
In one the hearts of all man­kind;
Bid Thou our sad di­vi­sions cease,
And be Thy­self our king of Peace.

—Author unknown, translated from Latin by John M. Neale