1 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.
2 From the Father forth you came,
soon returning to the same,
captive leading death and hell.
Let the song of trimph swell!
3 You, the Father's only son,
have o'er sin the victory won.
Boundless shall your kingdom be;
when shall we its glories see?
4 Brightly does your manger shine;
glorious is its light divine.
Let not sin o'ercloud this light;
ever be our faith thus bright.
|First Line:||Savior of the nations, come|
|Title:||Savior of the Nations, Come|
|Translator (based on):||W. M. Reynolds (1850)|
|Scripture:||Proverbs 8:24; Psalm 68:18; Ephesians 4:8|
|Source:||Nun Komm, der Heiden Heiland, Luther's paraphrase of Veni Redemptor, ascribed to Ambrose, 4th century|
|Source:||Enchiridion (Erfurt, 1524) (melody)|