O come, O come, Immanuel.

The waiting night is dark and still.

We search the desert's timeless sky

For signs of holy mystery.

Rejoice! Rejoice!

Immanuel shall come to us:

A star shall be the sign.

 

O come, O come, the time is near.

We yearn to know thy presence here.

Creation stirs: the time is full.

Be born to us, Immanuel.

Rejoice! Rejoice!

Immanuel shall come to us:

A child shall be the sign.

 

O come, O come, Immanuel.

In pain of birth our work reveal:

To share your struggle to be born

In all whose lives are desolate and torn.

Rejoice! Rejoice!

Immanuel shall come to us,

And love will be the sign.

 

O come, O come, Immanuel.

The source of dreaming, now our dreams fulfil.

Let peace descend like gentle rain

And justice flood this earth again.

Rejoice! Rejoice!

Immanuel shall come to us,

And hope will be the sign.

 

Words: Neil Quintrell © Pilgrim Publishing

Music: Veni Immanuel: Together in Song 265