In him was life, and that life was the light of men
O would you come, Emmanuel
This troubled world your love to quell
And though afraid my soul may be
Be it your light that's guiding me
Through raven-feathered midnight hours
O would you come to hearts so dour
And like the gentle glint of dawn
Give us the hope to carry on
Who is this king of glory that
Would shed abroad his love for me
To dwell with man, the great I Am
The Babe, the Christ
The Prince of Peace