O come, O come, Eâ€“ mmanâ€“ uâ€“ el,
Em Am Em
And ransom captive Isâ€“ raâ€“ el
Am Em D
That mourns in lowly exile here,
Em Am G
Unâ€“ til the Son of God apâ€“ pear.
D Em Am Em
Re â€“ joice! Re â€“ joice! Eâ€“ mman â€“ u â€“ el
G Am Em
Shall come to thee, O Is â€“ rael.
O come, thou Wisdom from on high,
Who ord’rest all things mightily;
To us the path of knowledge show
And teach us in her ways to go.
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 the depths of hell Thy people save
And give them vict’ry 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.
O come, Desire of nations, bind
All peoples in one heart and mind;
Bid Thou our sad divisions cease,
And be Thyself our King of Peace.