He has come! the Christ of God;

Left for us his glad abode;

Stooping from his throne of bliss,

To this darksome wilderness.

2 He has come—the Prince of Peace—

Come to bid our sorrows cease;

Come to scatter, with his light,

All the shadows of our night.

3 He, the mighty King, has come!

Making the poor earth his home

Come to bear sin’s heavy load;

Son of David, Son of God.

4 He has come, whose name of grace

Speaks deliverance to our race;

Left for us his glad abode;

Son of Mary, Son of God!

5 Unto us a child is born!

Ne’er has earth beheld a morn

Numbered in the morns of time,

Half so glorious in its prime.

6 Unto us a Son is given!

He has come from God’s own heaven;

Bringing with him from above,

Holy peace and holy love.