O come, O come, Emmanuel, 
And ransom captive Israel, 
That mourns in lonely exile here 
Until the Son of God appear. 
Rejoice, rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to thee, O Israel. 

O come, O come, Thou Lord of Might, 
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height, 
In ancient times didst give the law, 
In cloud, and majesty, and awe. 

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free 
Thine own from Satan's tyranny; 
From depths of hell Thy people save 
And give them victory o'er the grave.  

O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer 
Our spirits by Thine advent here; 
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, 
And death's dark shadows put to flight.  

O come, Thou Key of David, come, 
And open wide our heavenly home; 
Make safe the way that leads on high, 
And close the path to misery.  

O come, Thou Wisdom from on high, 
And order all things, far and nigh; 
To us the path of knowledge show, 
And cause us in her ways to go. 

O come, Desire of nations, bind 
In one the hearts of all mankind; 
Bid Thou our sad divisions cease, 
And be Thyself our King of peace.