Joy fills our in­most hearts to­day!
The roy­al Child is born:
And an­gel hosts in glad ar­ray
His ad­vent keep this morn.

Rejoice, re­joice! Th’in­car­nate Word
Has come on earth to dwell;
No sweet­er sound than this is heard
Emmanuel!

Low at the cra­dle throne we bend,
We won­der and adore;
And feel no bliss can ours trans­cend,
No joy was sweet be­fore.

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For us the world must lose its charms
Before the man­ger shrine,
When, fold­ed in Thy moth­er’s arms,
We see Thee, Babe di­vine.

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Thou Light of un­cre­at­ed Light,
Shine on us, ho­ly Child;
That we may keep Thy birth­day bright,
With ser­vice un­de­filed.

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