184 O Jesus Christ, all praise to Thee,

1 O Jesus Christ, all praise to Thee, Thou who art pleased a man to be; To dwell with men Thou dost not scorn, And angels shout to see Thee born, Hallelujah. 2 The eternal Father's only Son Now takes a manger for His throne: The everlasting fount of good, Assumes our mortal flesh and blood. Hallelujah. 3 He whom the world can not enclose In Mary's bosom doth repose; To be a little child He deigns Who all things by Himself sustains. Hallelujah. 4 The eternal Light to us descends, Its brightness to the earth it lends, And purely shines upon our night, To make us children of the light. Hallelujah. 5 The only Son, true God confessed, To His own world now comes a Guest; And through this vale of tears our Guide, Doth in His heaven our home provide. Hallelujah. 6 In poorest guise to us He came, Himself He bears our sin and shame, That, as His heirs in heaven above, We may with angels share His love. Hallelujah. 7 His love to show, surpassing thought! God's Son this wondrous work hath wrought; Then let us all unite to raise Our song of glad, unceasing praise. Hallelujah.