O glo­ry of Thy chosen race,
Light of the nations, show Thy face;
We wait in faith Thy lowly birth,
God’s glo­ry veiled to bless the earth.

Thee, Son of God, from Hea­ven’s high seat,
Thee, virgin born, we long to greet;
Redeemed by Thee, all worlds pro­claim
The wonder of Thy twofold name.

This earth has seen Thy sojourn, Lord,
Who now art high in Hea­ven adored;
In Hell’s dim vale Thy footsteps trod:
The star-worlds hymned Thee back to God.

O mighty Sav­ior, King divine,
Subdue this realm of flesh made Thine;
Its feeble frame cries out for Thee;
Thy touch, Thy life, alone make free.

E’en now Thy manger gleams afar,
To waiting eyes a morning star,
In each dark night to faith below
Its light unquenched shall ever glow.

All praise to God the Fa­ther be,
All praise, eter­nal Son, to Thee,
Whom with the Spi­rit we adore,
One God, both now and ever more.