1. Come rejoicing, Praises voicing,
Christmas Day is breaking;
Now th' Eternal, Lord supernal,
Human form is taking.
On the hay--lo, behold
Virgin's Son, as foretold--
Lies the precious Infant in the wintry cold.
2. Unabated, For Him waited
Many generations;
Him now proudly Angels loudly
Praise the Hope of nations.
Let us, then, gladly sing,
Let our songs daily ring
As we to this holy Child our praises bring.
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3. Tender Flower, Mighty Tower,
Jesus Christ, our Savior;
Heavenly Treasure, Without measure
Thee we love forever.
Lord and King without end,
Our poor hearts now befriend,
All Thy gifts of grace and goodness to us send.
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