O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

O come o come Emmanuel
And ransom captive israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appears

Oh come thou rod of Jesse free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny
From depths of hell thy people save
And give them victory o'er the grave

Oh come thou dayspring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death's dark shadows put to flight

Oh come desire of nations
Bind
In one the hearts of all mankind;
Bid Thou our sad divisions cease
And be Thyself our King of peace

You are the King
You are the King