Come Rejoicing, Praises Voicing |
Juraj Tranovsky, 1674
Come rejoicing, praises voicing, Christmas Day is breaking; Now th' Eternal, Lord supernal, Human form is taking. On the hay - lo, behold Virgin's Son, as foretold - Lies the precious Infant in the wintry cold. | 2. Unabated, For Him waited Many generations; Him now proudly Angels loudly Praise the Hope of nations. Let us, then, gladly sing, Let our songs daily ring As we to this holy Child our praises bring. |
3. Tender Flower, Mighty Tower, Jesus Christ, our Savior; Heavenly Treasure, without measure Thee we love forever. Lord and King without end, Our poor hearts now befriend, All Thy gifts of grace and goodness to us send. |