Late in time behold Him come Offspring of a virgins womb
Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth.
Adam’s likeness now efface, Stamp Thine image in its place:
Pleased as man with man to dwell, Jesus our Immanuel.
oyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies;
Light and life to all He brings, Ris’n with healing in His wings:
Come, Desire of nations, come! Fix in us Thy humble home:
Final Adam from above, Reinstate us in Thy love.
Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the new-born King;
Christ by highest heaven adored Christ the everlasting Lord
Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die;
With angelic hosts proclaim, “Christ is born in Bethlehem.”
Rise, the woman’s conqu’ring seed, Bruise in us the serpent’s head;
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, Hail th’ incarnate Deity!
Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun of righteousness!
Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled.”