Let All The Earth Her King Adore
On The Nativity: At The First Vespers.
Yet a little while, and He that shall come will come, and will not tarry.—Heb. X.
Source: Isaac Williams, Hymns Translated from the Parisian Breviary (London: J.G.F. & J. Rivington, 1839), pp. 52-53.
Let all the earth her King adore
From farthest pole to pole,
Where'er the sun doth roll;
Sent forth from the eternal shore
To visit us forlorn,
He comes, the Virgin-born.
To save from death those He hath made,
God, who did all create,
Puts on a slave's estate;
Born ere the pillar'd world was laid,
He comes a mortal child,
To earth and time exil'd.
He asks returns for such vast love,
And, though the Judge of all,
Doth to His cradle call:
Then be all praise to Him above,
To Father and to Son
And Spirit ever One.
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