1 Praise we the Lord this day,
This day so long foretold,
Whose promise shone with cheering ray
On waiting saints of old.
2 The prophet gave the sign
For faithful folk to read;
A virgin, born of David's line
Shall bear the promised Seed.
3 Ask not how this should be,
But worship and adore
Like her whom God's own majesty
Came down to shadow o'er.
4 She meekly bowed her head
To hear the gracious word,
Mary, the pure and lowly maid,
The favored of the Lord.
5 Blessed shall be her name
In all the Church on earth
Through whom that wondrous mercy came,
The incarnate Savior's birth.
6 O Christ, the Virgin's Son,
We praise you and adore,
You are with God the Father One
And Spirit evermore.
|First Line:||Praise we the Lord this day|
|Title:||Praise We the Lord This Day|
|Topic:||Seasons and Feasts: Advent|
|Source:||Hymns for the Festivals and Saints' Days, 1846|
|Composer:||Johann M. Speiss, 1715-1772|
|Adapter:||William H. Havergal, 1793-1870|