Come, Ye Faithful

Verse 1

Come, ye faithful, raise the anthem, cleave the skies with shouts of praise; sing to him who found the ransom, Ancient of eternal Days, God of God, the Word incarnate, whom the heaven of heaven obeys.

Verse 2

Ere he raised the lofty mountains, formed the seas, or built the sky, love eternal, free, and boundless, moved the Lord of life to die, fore-ordained the Prince of princes for the throne of Calvary.

Verse 3

There, for us and our redemption, see him all his life-blood pour! There he wins our full salvation, dies that we may die no more; then, arising, lives for ever, reigning where he was before.

Verse 4

High on yon celestial mountains stands his sapphire throne, all bright, midst unending alleluias bursting from the sons of light; Zion's people tell his praises, victor after hard-won fight.

Verse 5

Bring your harps, and bring your incense, sweep the string and pour the lay; let the earth proclaim his wonders, King of that celestial day; he the Lamb once slain is worthy, who was dead, and lives for ay.

Verse 6

Laud and honour to the Father, laud and honour to the Son, laud and honour to the Spirit, ever Three and ever One, consubstantial, co-eternal, while unending ages run.