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 appear

Rejoice, rejoice!

Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel

We three kings of orient are

Field and fountain,

Moor and mountain,

Following yonder star.

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to that perfect Light.

We three kings of Orient are

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and fountain

Moor and mountain,

Following yonder star

O Rejoice, rejoice

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to thy perfect Light

Star of wonder

Star so bright