Hymn 84
Joy fills our inmost hearts to-day!
Ayọ̀ kun ọkàn wa loni
- Joy fills our inmost hearts to-day!
The royal Child is born;
And Angel hosts in glad array
His Advent keep this morn.
Rejoice, rejoice! The incarnate Word
Has come on earth to dwell;
No sweeter sound than this is heard,
Emmanuel. - Low at the cradle throne we bend,
We wonder and adore;
And feel no bliss can ours transcend,
No joy was sweet before.
Rejoice, rejoice! - For us the world must lose its charms
Before the manger shrine,
When, folded in Thy mother's arms,
We see Thee, Babe divine.
Rejoice, rejoice! - Thou Light of uncreated Light,
Shine on us, Holy Child;
That we may keep Thy birthday bright,
With service undefiled.
Rejoice, rejoice! The incarnate Word
Has come on earth to dwell;
No sweeter sound than this is heard,
Emmanuel. Amen.