He Has Come, the Christ of God

He has come

the Christ of God:

Left for us His glad ab­ode;

Stooping from His throne of bliss

To this dark­some wil­der­ness.

He has come

the Prince of Peace:

Come to bid our sor­rows cease;

Come to scat­ter with His light

All the sha­dows of our night.

He the migh­ty King has come!

Making this poor earth His home;

Come to bear our sin’s sad load

Son of Da­vid

Son of God.

He has come

whose name of grace

Speaks de­liv­er­ance to our race:

Left for us His glad ab­ode

Son of Ma­ry

Son of God!

Unto us a child is born:

Ne’er has earth be­held a morn

Among all the morns of time

Half so glo­ri­ous in its prime.

Unto us a son is giv­en:

He has come from God’s own Heav’n

Bringing with Him from ab­ove

Holy peace and ho­ly love.