A child is born—the birth pro­claim,
A son is giv’n—de­clare His name;
Messiah, from the fall fore­told,
The De­ity in hu­man mold;
That mold from which, God’s im­age lost
In Ed­en at so dire a cost,
The new cre­ation shall re­store,
And guilt ef­face its lines no more.

Hail! to His ris­ing from afar,
He is the bright and morn­ing star;
His heal­ing beams, ye na­tions, bless,
He is the Sun of Right­eous­ness
To save His peo­ple from their sins,
Jesus His suf­fer­ing life be­gins;
Ere long as Christ our sac­ri­fice,
The Ho­ly and the Just One dies.

Again His glo­ri­ous name re­cord,
As Da­vid’s son and Da­vid’s Lord;
He mounts the me­dia­tor­ial throne,
To claim earth’s king­doms for His own:
Him ev­ery eye again shall see
Descend in pow­er and ma­jes­ty,
His ran­somed in the clouds to meet,
And put all foes be­neath His feet.