EN 2157 We Sing, Immanuel, Thy Praise
Isa.7.14
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We sing, Immanuel, Thy praise,
Thou Prince of Life and Fount of grace,
Thou Flower of Heaven and Star of morn,
Thou Lord of lords, Thou virgin born.
Hallelujah!
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For Thee, since first the world was made,
So many hearts have watched and prayed;
The patriarchs’ and prophets’ throng
For Thee have hoped and waited long.
Hallelujah!
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Now art Thou here, Thou ever blest!
In lowly manger dost Thou rest.
Thou, making all things great, art small;
So poor art Thou, yet clothest all.
Hallelujah!
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From Thee above all gladness flows,
Yet Thou must bear such bitter woes;
The Gentiles’ Light and Hope Thou art,
Yet findest none to soothe Thine heart.
Hallelujah!
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But I, Thy servant, Lord, today
Confess my love and freely say,
I love Thee truly, but I would
That I might love Thee as I should.
Hallelujah!
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I have the will, the power is weak;
Yet, Lord, my humble offering take
And graciously the love receive
Which my poor heart to Thee can give.
Hallelujah!
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Had I no load of sin to bear,
Thy grace, O Lord, I could not share;
In vain hadst Thou been born for me
If from God’s wrath I had been free.
Hallelujah!
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Thus will I sing Thy praises here
With joyful spirit year by year;
And when we reckon years no more,
May I in Heaven Thy Name adore!
Hallelujah!

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