In time of Advent we await God's son in humble birth.
To angel choirs and shepherds' fame our hearts rejoice and lips exclaim,
"We pray your will be done! O come, Lord Jesus, come!"
Yet now, in days of hateful song, the guiding star's light dims.
As factions thrive on driving fear and threaten those whom you hold dear,
Our hope has come undone. O come, Lord Jesus, come.
Amidst the strife and raging fire we long to know you near.
We yearn for holy majesty and pray with longing, "Can we see
Our lives and souls redone?" O come, Lord Jesus, come.
So guide our steps and actions here in this unraveling time,
So that your Son born long ago will be the only Lord we know.
We pray your will be done! O come, Lord Jesus, come.
TEXT: Charles Spence Freeman, September 2020.
MUSIC: Tune REPTON, C. Hubert H. Parry, 1888.
Part of the Advent Hymnary project.
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