O Come Emmanuel, Come
1. O come, Emmanuel, Come!
Our vigil is too long,
What we began with flame
Is now a sad song:
2. That clear but distant ray
Is fogged with earthly greed,
And with each desperate day
You are our need.
3. The stately Advent road
Is cluttered with the mess
Of human appetites;
Be our excess.
4. Their baby is the end;
Christ's wreath will be a crown
Of thorns then heavenly bliss;
Emmanuel, come down