180 Immanuel! we sing Thy praise,

1 Immanuel! we sing Thy praise, Thou Prince of life! Thou Fount of grace! With all Thy saints, Thee, Lord we sing; Praise, honor, thanks, to Thee we bring! 2 E'er since the world began to be, How many a heart hath longed for Thee! And Thou, O long-expected Guest, Hast come at last to make us blest! 3 Now art Thou here; we know Thee now; In lowly manger liest Thou: A child, yet makest all things great; Poor, yet is earth Thy robe of state. 4 Now fearless I can look on Thee: From sin and grief Thou set'st me free: Thou bearest wrath, Thou conquerest death, Fear turns to joy Thy glance beneath. 5 Thou art my Head, my Lord divine: I am Thy member, wholly Thine; And in Thy Spirit's strength would still Serve Thee according to Thy will. 6 Thus will I sing Thy praises here, With joyful spirit year by year; And when we reckon years no more, May I in heaven Thy name adore.