Thee, O Immanuel, We Praise (EN 2152)

EN 2152 Thee, O Immanuel, We Praise

Isa.7.14

Versi Version 1

1

Thee, O Immanuel, we praise,

The Prince of Life, and Fount of Grace,

The Morning Star, the Heav’nly Flower,

The virgin’s Son, the Lord of Power.

2

With all Thy saints, Thee, Lord, we sing,

Praise, honor, thanks to Thee we bring,

That Thou, O long-expected Guest,

Hast come at last to make us blest!

3

Since first the world began to be,

How many a heart hath longed for Thee;

Long years our fathers hoped of old

Their eyes might yet Thy light behold.

4

The prophets cried, “Ah, would He came

To break the fetters of our shame:

That help from Zion came to men,

Israel were glad, and prospered then!”

5

Now art Thou here; we know Thee now,

In lowly manger lieth Thou;

A child, yet makest all things great,

Poor, yet is earth Thy robe of state.

6

From Thee alone all gladness flows,

Who yet shalt bear such bitter woes;

Earth’s light and comfort Thou shalt be,

Yet none shall watch to comfort Thee.

7

All heav’ns are Thine, yet Thou dost come

To sojourn in a stranger’s home;

Thou hangest on Thy mother’s breast

Who art the joy of spirits blest.

8

Now fearless I can look on Thee,

From sin and grief Thou sett’st me free;

Thou bearest wrath, Thou conquerest death,

Fear turns to joy Thy glance beneath.

9

Thou art my Head, my Lord divine,

I am Thy member, wholly Thine,

And in Thy Spirit’s strength would still

Serve Thee according to Thy will.

10

Thus will I sing Thy praises here

With joyful spirit year by year;

And they shall sound before Thy throne,

Where time nor number more are known.

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