Carol we the bless­ing
Of th’in­car­nate Word;
Carol we con­fess­ing
Our aris­en Lord.
Carol we, ca­rol we,
Jesus Christ came down to be
Surety on th’ac­curs­èd tree,
For the sins of men.

Mourn we at the scorn­ing
Showered on His head,
While His brow adorn­ing,
Mocking words they said.
Majesty, di­vi­ni­ty,
Clothèd with hu­ma­ni­ty,
Perfect in hu­mi­li­ty,
For the sins of men.

Carol we the sto­ry
Of His dy­ing love;
Carol we the glo­ry
He now shares above.
Carol we, ca­rol we,
Captive led cap­ti­vi­ty;
Jesus Christ now lives to be
Th’Ad­vo­cate for men.

Carol we the whole earth
Saved from sin­ful­ness;
Carol we the new birth
Unto right­eous­ness.
Carol we, ca­rol we,
Th’ever bless­èd Tri­ni­ty,
Three in One, and One in Three,
God for­ev­er­more.