O come, let us raise

Our tribute of song;

Thanksgiving and praise

To Jesus belong:--

He came from above

Our bliss to begin,

Make perfect in love,

And free us from sin.

The old and the young,

His people by choice,

With heart, soul, and tongue,

In Him may rejoice:--

We meet Him to-day

Triumphantly crown'd,

And welcome His way,

In chorus around.

Hosanna!--that word

To children is dear;

To Jesus our Lord,

We'll echo it here;--

Let worldlings despise,

And enemies rail,

Hosannas shall rise,

Hosannas prevail.

God's temple shall ring,

While under His eye,

Hosanna we sing,

For Jesus draws nigh:

Hosanna! our breath

Through life shall proclaim;

Hosanna! in death,

In glory, the same!