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Capo: 8
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Capo 8
EmO come, O come, EAmmmanuEmel
And Gransom captive DIsAmraeEml
That Ammourns in lonely Gexile Dhere
UnEmtil the Son of AmGod Gappear
DRejoice! EmRejoice! AmEmmanuEmel
Shall Gcome to thee, O DIs--Amra-Emel.
EmO come, Thou Rod of AmJesse, Emfree
Thine Gown from Satan's DtyAmranEmny
From Amdepths of Hell Thy Gpeople Dsave
And gEmive them victory o'Amer the Ggrave
DRejoice! EmRejoice! AmEmmanuEmel
Shall Gcome to thee, O DIs--Amra-Emel.
EmO come, Thou Day-Spring, Amcome and Emcheer
Our Gspirits by Thine aDdvAment Emhere
DisAmperse the gloomy Gclouds of Dnight
And dEmeath's dark shadows Amput to Gflight.
DRejoice! EmRejoice! AmEmmanuEmel
Shall Gcome to thee, O DIs--Amra-Emel.
EmO come, Thou Key of AmDavid, Emcome,
And Gopen wide our DheAmavenly Emhome;
Make Amsafe the way that Gleads on Dhigh,
And Emclose the path to AmmiseGry.
DRejoice! EmRejoice! AmEmmanuEmel
Shall Gcome to thee, O DIs--Amra-Emel.
EmO come, O come, Thou AmLord of Emmight,
Who Gto Thy tribes, on DSiAmnai's Emheight,
In Amancient times did'st Ggive the DLaw,
In Emcloud, and majesAmty and Gawe.
DRejoice! EmRejoice! AmEmmanuEmel
Shall Gcome to thee, O DIs--Amra-Emel.