O Je­su Christ, all praise to Thee,
Who art pleased a man to be;
The vir­gin’s womb Thou dost not scorn,
And an­gels shout to see Thee born.
Hallelujah!

The eter­nal Fa­ther’s on­ly Son
Takes a man­ger for His throne;
The ev­er­last­ing fount of good,
Assumes our mor­tal flesh and blood.
Hallelujah!

The first of all in earth or skies
Now in Mary’s bo­som lies;
To be a lit­tle child He deigns,
Who all things by Him­self sus­tains.
Hallelujah!

The eter­nal Light to us des­cends,
And to earth its bright­ness lends;
Purely it shines up­on our night,
To make us child­ren of the light.
Hallelujah!

The on­ly Son, true God con­fessed,
Comes to His own world a guest;
And through this vale of tears our guide,
Doth in His Hea­ven our home pro­vide.
Hallelujah!

In poor­est guise to us He came,
Taking all our sin and shame,
That, as His heirs in Hea­ven above,
We may with an­gels share His love.
Hallelujah!

His love to show, sur­pass­ing thought!
He this won­drous work hath wrought;
Then let us all unite to raise
Our song of glad un­ceas­ing praise.
Hallelujah!