To Christ the Lord! Th’in­car­nate Word!
Who left for us His Fa­ther’s throne,
Put off His crown, to earth came down,
And lived amongst us as our own,
The prais­es of our lives be­long;
Accept, O Lord, both lives and song.

To Him who lay, as on this day,
Low in His man­ger bed on earth;
The ho­ly Child who, un­de­filed,
Was born to give us se­cond birth;
The prais­es of our lives be­long;
Accept, O Lord, both lives and song.

His name be blest, who, from His rest,
Came down to suf­fer for us here,
Our sins to bear, our griefs to share,
To shed, and dry the mourn­er’s tear;
The prais­es of our lives be­long;
Accept, O Lord, both lives and song.

Glory and love to God above
Be ev­er in the high­est giv’n,
Good will to men be­low, and then
Peace, end­less peace, ’twixt earth and Heav’n;
The prais­es of our lives be­long;
Accept, O Lord, both lives and song.