Savior of the Nations, Come

Savior of the nations, come; Mary’s son, make earth your home.
Wonder now, on heaven and earth, that the Lord chose such a birth.

God, the Father, gave you life, left you here to face the strife.
On the cross you conquered death; gave us life with your last breath.

You, the Father’s only son, have o’er sin the victory won.
Endless shall your kingdom be; when shall we its glories see.

Brightly does your manger shine; wondrous is its light divine.
Through the dark show us the way, may your light guide us today.

Ambrose, 4th century.
Words edited by Robert Traer.


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