Single Voice
Lo! He comes, the Lord of glory,
Peace and triumph in His train;
Lo! He comes, by angels guarded,
Over all the earth to reign:
Death and darkness
Would arrest His course in vain.
Chorus
Lo! He comes, the Lord of glory,
Sin and sorrow scatt’ring far;
Lo! He comes, and at His presence,
Woe retires and wasting war.
Bow before Him;
Bow before yon orient Star!
Lo! He comes, the Lord of glory,
Shouts of joy His path attend;
Lo! He comes. Let tribes and nations,
Grateful and rejoicing, bend.
He has triumphed,
Saviour—Conqueror—Master—Friend.
(John Bowring)
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