All Praise to Thee, Eternal Lord

Verse 1

All praise to you, eternal Lord, clothed in our human flesh and blood, a manger choosing for your throne, while worlds on worlds are yours alone.

Verse 2

The skies did once before you bow; a virgin's arms contain you now: the angels who in you rejoiced now listen for your infant voice.

Verse 3

A little child, you are our guest, that weary ones in you may rest; forlorn and lowly is your birth, that we may rise to heav'n from earth.

Verse 4

You came to us in darkest night to make us children of the light, to make us, in the realms divine, as your own angels round you shine.

Verse 5

All this for us your love has done; by this to you our love is won: for this we tune our cheerful lays, and shout our thanks in ceaseless praise.