Hear what the Lord in vi­sion said,
And made His mer­cy known;
“Sinners, be­hold your help is laid
On My al­migh­ty Son.

“Behold the Man My wis­dom chose
Among your mor­tal race;
His head My ho­ly oil o’er­flows,
The Spi­rit of My grace.

“High shall He reign on Da­vid’s throne,
My peo­ple’s bet­ter king;
My arm shall beat His ri­vals down,
And still new sub­jects bring.

“My truth shall guard Him in His way,
With mer­cy by His side,
While in My name through earth and sea
He shall in tri­umph ride.

“Me for His Fa­ther and His God
He shall for ev­er own,
Call Me His rock, His high abode,
And I’ll sup­port My Son.

“My first-born Son ar­rayed in grace
At My right hand shall sit;
Beneath Him an­gels know their place,
And mon­archs at His feet.

My cov’nant stands for ever fast,
My pro­mis­es are strong;
Firm as the heav’ns His throne shall last,
His seed en­dure as long.