Savior of the nations, come;
Virgin's Son, make here your home.
Marvel now, O heav'n and earth,
That the Lord chose such a birth.

Not by human flesh and blood,
By the Spirit of our God
Was the Word of God made flesh,
Woman's offspring, pure and fresh.

Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child
Of the virgin undefiled,
Though by all the world disowned,
Yet to be in heav'n enthroned!

From the Father's throne he came
And ascended to the same,
Captive leading death and hell --
High the song of triumph swell!

Praise to God the Father sing,
Praise to God the Son, our King,
Praise to God the Spirit be
Ever and eternally.

Text and Tune: public domain. *Setting: c 1993 Kermit G. Moldenhauer. Used by permission.


Text: Charles Wesley, 1707-88, alt. Tune: French folk tune, 17th century