O glory of thy chosen race

1 O glory of Thy chosen race,
Light of the nations, show Thy face;
We wait in faith Thy lowly birth,
God’s glory veiled to bless the earth.

2 Thee, Son of God, from Heaven’s high seat,
Thee, virgin born, we long to greet;
Redeemed by Thee, all worlds proclaim
The wonder of Thy twofold name.

3 This earth has seen Thy sojourn, Lord,
Who now art high in Heaven adored;
In Hell’s dim vale Thy footsteps trod:
The star-worlds hymned Thee back to God.

4 O mighty Savior, King divine,
Subdue this realm of flesh made Thine;
Its feeble frame cries out for Thee;
Thy touch, Thy life, alone make free.

5 E’en now Thy manger gleams afar,
To waiting eyes a morning star,
In each dark night to faith below
Its light unquenched shall ever glow.

6 All praise to God the Father be,
All praise, eternal Son, to Thee,
Whom with the Spirit we adore,
One God, both now and ever more.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8288

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