O come, Divine Messiah,
The world in silence waits the day
When hope shall sing its triumph,
And sadness flee away.
O come Desired of nations,
Whom priest and prophet long foretold,
Will break the captive fetters,
Redeem the long-lost fold.
O come in peace and meekness,
For lowly will your cradle be:
Though clothed in human weakness
We shall your God-head see.

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