- cifra
O come, o come, emmanuel
And ransom captive israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the son of God appears
Rejoice, rejoice, emmanuel
Shall come to thee, o israel
O come, thou day-spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death's dark shadows put to flight
O come, desire of nations bind
In one the hearts of all mankind
Bid thou our sad divisions cease
And be thyself our king of peace
