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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.