O come, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear. ... O come, O come, Lord of might, Who to thy tribes on Sinai's height In ancient times did gave the law In cloud and majesty and awe. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, thou Rod of Jesse, free Thine own from Satan's tyranny; From depths of hell thy people save, And give them victory over the grave. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. ... O 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. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.