John 1:1–14; Luke 2:7, 13–14; Matthew 1:21–23
Rejoice, O saints, in Christ our Lord,
Who is the one, eternal Word!
He came, was born of Virgin mild,
To save those by their sins defiled.
Rejoice, O saints, upon this day!
Recall the manger and the hay
Where God Himself once laid His head.
How humble was the Christ child’s bed!
Rejoice, O saints, this Christmas day!
Resound a loud, triumphant lay
For Christ, our King, was on His throne
Where beasts and oxen made their home.
Rejoice, O saints, for swaddling clothes
Are what God’s mother Mary chose!
The one and only Son she wrapped,
To keep our Lord warm while He slept.
Rejoice, O saints, this happy morn
For Jesus Christ for us has worn,
In human flesh, the robes of death
To show He’d give His dying breath!
Rejoice, O saints! The Word was true
That told what Jesus Christ would do:
He’d bear our sin, our grief and pain;
He’d die our death; He’d rise again.
Rejoice, O saints, e’en without end
For Christ is our eternal friend!
He does our human nature share,
And so He shall fore’er and e’er!
Rejoice, O saints, you happy throng,
For naught can end our joyful song!
Rejoice, O saints in heav’n and earth!
Rejoice at our dear Savior’s birth!
Rejoice, O saints, you countless throng,
And join with the angelic song!
Rejoice and sing with countless host
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!