He has come! the Christ of God
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He has come! the Christ of God
Left for us his glad abode,
Stooping from his throne of bliss
To this darksome wilderness.
He has come! the Prince of peace;
Come to bid our sorrows cease,
Come to scatter with his light
All the shadows of our night.
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He, the mighty King, has come!
Making this poor earth his home;
Come to bear our sin's sad load;
Son of David, Son of God!
He has come, whose name of grace
Speaks deliverance to our race;
Left for us his glad abode;
Son of Mary, Son of God!
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Unto us a child is born!
Ne'er has earth beheld a morn,
Among all the morns of time,
Half so glorious in its prime.
Unto us a Son is given!
He has come from God's own heaven,
Bringing with him from above
Holy peace and holy love.