To Us, to Us a Child Is Born

To us

to us a child is born

Arise and hail the glo­ri­ous morn;

Come

let us praise the God of Heav’n

To us

to us a son is giv’n!

To us

the guil­ty race of man

He comes! An in­fant of a span!

O let us sing His won­drous love

Which brings sal­va­tion from ab­ove.

He comes

all po­tent

to sus­tain

In gov­ern­ment an end­less name;

Sinners

re­joice and spread His fame

In coun­sel won­der­ful His name.

The migh­ty God—the Prince of Peace

Whose king­dom nev­er shall de­crease;

The ev­er­last­ing Fa­ther’s come—

How strange! A serv­ant—from the womb!

With an­gels let our souls ad­ore

The vir­gin’s son—The Prince of pow­er;

Jesus! with praise in­spire our tongues

And then ac­cept our grate­ful songs.

All praise to God for grace di­vine!

The hymn let saints and ser­aphs join;

Let Heav­en with hal­le­lu­jahs ring

While we ad­ore our new-born king.