Come rejoicing, praises voicing
Christmas Day is breaking
Now th'Eternal, Lord supernal
Human form is taking
On the hay - lo, behold
Virgin's Son, as foretold
Lies the precious Infant in the wintry cold
Lies the precious Infant in the wintry cold

Unabated for Him waited
Many generations
Him now proudly angels loudly
Praise the Hope of nations
Let us, then, gladly sing
Let our songs gaily ring
As we to this holy Child our praises bring
As we to this holy Child our praises bring

Tender Flower, Mighty Tower
Jesus Christ, our Savior
Heav'nly Treasure, without measure
Thee we love forever
Lord and King without end
Our poor hearts now befriend
All Thy gifts of grace and goodness to us send
All Thy gifts of grace and goodness to us send