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Oh come, oh come, Immanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appears
Oh come, Thou Rod of Jesse
Free Thine own from Satan's tyranny
From depths of hell Thy people save
And give them victory o'er the grave, oh
Oh come, Thou Dayspring, from on high
And cheer us by Thy drawing night
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death's dark shadows put to flight
Rejoice, rejoice
Immanuel shall come to thee, oh Israel
Rejoice, rejoice
Immanuel shall come to thee, oh Israel
Shall come to thee, oh Israel
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, rejoice
Rejoice, rejoice
Immanuel, He's come to thee, oh Israel
Rejoice, He's come, Immanuel
Oh Israel, your victory is here