veni ad salvandum nos
Domine Deus noster
It is the eve of Christmas Eve,
And cities move in breathless haste
Looking for some space to relieve
The mind's distress, the spirit's waste.
Come, Lord, our God; be quick to save.
We count the hours until the day
When wisdom shall appear enfleshed
Within a manger thick with hay
To make the wounded world refreshed.
Come, Lord, our God; do not delay.
O come, Emmanuel, O King,
O Dawn that scatters darkness drear:
Come in the silence, whisper, sing,
And bless your children far and near.
Come, Lord, our God, our flourishing.
Love all poor sinners back to grace;
Gentle the hearts of sage and fool;
Make tender now the scowling face;
Bring potentates beneath your rule.
Come, Lord, our God: our pride erase.
O Mother Mary, sweet and mild,
Noble St Joseph, chaste and strong,
Pray that we all be reconciled
To God's embrace before too long.
Come, Lord, our God. Come, holy Child.