O come, O come, EmmanuelAnd ransom captive IsraelThat mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of God appearRejoice, rejoice, EmmanuelShall come to thee, O IsraelO come, Thou Day-SpringCome and cheerOur spirits by Thine advent hereDisperse the gloomy clouds of nightAnd death’s dark shadows put to flightRejoice, rejoice, EmmanuelShall come to thee, o IsraelO come, Thou Rod of Jesse, freeThine own from Satan’s tyrannyFrom depths of Hell Thy people saveAnd give them victory o’er the graveRejoice, rejoice, EmmanuelShall come to thee, o Israel