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 the 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 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 Dayspring, come and cheer
our spirits by thine advent here
disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
and death's dark shadows put to flight: