Let all adore the im­mor­tal King,
Maker of Hea­ven and earth;
Angels and men, re­joice and sing,
At our Im­ma­nu­el’s birth.

A son is born, a child is giv­en,
That mor­tals, born again,
May in the new-made earth and Hea­ven,
With God for ev­er reign.

Father, Thy hea­ven­ly voice I own,
Thy gra­cious ma­jes­ty:
Thro’ Je­sus Thy be­lov­èd Son,
Thou art well pleas­ed with me!

But our whole race to Christ unite
And by Thy Spir­it joined,
Thou wilt eter­nal­ly de­light
In all Thy ran­somed kind.

Salvation from our sins we found,
Thro’ Je­su’s grace for­giv­en;
And Je­su’s grace doth more abound,
And makes us meet for Hea­ven.

The hal­low­ing vir­tue of Thy name,
Our spot­less souls shall prove;
And to the ut­most saved, pro­claim
Our Lord’s al­migh­ty love.