The newborn King,
Who comes today
Brings tidings of Great Joy,
Which sin can never take away
Nor death nor hell destroy.
Rejoice, ye Gentile lands, rejoice,
And hail the glorious dawn;
For God comes down, frail man to crown
The Lord of Life is Born!
He comes not as a king of earth,
In pomp and pride to reign;
He seeks a poor and humble birth,
But free from sinful stain;
Rejoice, ye Gentile lands, rejoice,
Glad hymns of triumph sing:
The Wonderful, the Counsellor
He comes your God and King!
For us He leaves his Father’s throne,
His sapphire throne on high,
And comes to dwell on earth alone,
For fallen man to die.
Rejoice, ye Gentile lands, rejoice,
All hail Messiah’s dawn;
Our God comes down, earth’s joy to crown
The King of Love is born!
Glad gentiles in their eastern home
His radiant star behold;
To God, their King, their joy they bring
Sweet incense myrrh and gold.
Rejoice, ye Gentile lands, rejoice,
In heaven your praises sing,
Before him fall, the Lord of All,
Your Maker and your King!
We join your song celestial throng,
Whose anthems never cease,
We tune our lyres with angel choirs,
To hail the Pince of Peace!
Rejoice, ye Gentile lands, rejoice,
All hail Immanuel’s morn;
For God comes down, frail man to crown;
To us a Child is born.
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