Merry Christmas

One of those verses you never hear:

Come, Desire of nations, come,
Fix in us thy humble home;
Rise, the woman’s conquering seed,
Bruise in us the serpent’s head!
Now display thy saving power,
Ruined nature now restore,
Now in mystic union join
Thine to ours and ours to thine.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born King!”

Amen. Come, Lord Jesus.

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