Emmanuel

Baby born in a stall.  Long ago now and hard to recall
Cold wind, darkness and sin,
Your welcoming from us all.

How can it be true?  A world grown so old now,
How can it be new?  Sorrow’s end, God send,
Born now for me and you


Emmanuel, Emmanuel,
What are we that You have loved us so well?
A song on high, a Savior’s nigh, angel hosts rejoice
Thy Glory to tell.

Lord, lead us to know, You lay like a beggar,
So humble, so low;
No place for Your head and straw for a bed,
The glory of God to show.

Babe on mother’s knee,
Child so soon to be nailed to a tree;
All praise, till the end of our days;
O Lord, You have set us free.

Emmanuel, Emmanuel,
What are we that You have loved us so well?
A song on high, a Savior’s nigh, angel hosts rejoice
Thy Glory to tell.