Immanuel

O Thou

my fee­ble voice and heart in­spire

Who touched Isai­ah’s hal­lowed lips with fire!

Let burn­ing coals from off Thy al­tar fall

While I ex­tol Thee

Je­sus

Lord of all.

The wait­ing world shall hear the pro­phet’s voice;

Let an­gels

men and earth and Heav’n re­joice!

O House of Da­vid

hear! for in thy Son

Shall come a king to reign on Da­vid’s throne.

His name Im­ma­nu­el! God with us shall be

And all who walk in dark­ness light shall see;

The shades of death and hell shall flee away

And earth shall own the great Re­deem­er’s sway.

The gov­ern­ment up­on His shoul­ders stand;

Justice shall be es­tab­lished by His hand;

In love and pow­er His king­dom shall in­crease;

He shall be King of kings and Prince of Peace.

Our hap­py ears now hear the joyf­ul word

The pro­phets wait­ed for

but nev­er heard;

Our bless­èd eyes now see the heav­en­ly light

That kings de­sired

but died with­out the sight.

The day the pro­phets wait­ed for is gone

Jesus is on the me­di­at­or­ial throne

To plead for us

un­til He comes again

The earth re­stored

on Da­vid’s throne to reign.