What Hope We Hold That Starlit Night (Emmanuel)

Words:

What hope we hold this starlit night:

A King is born in Bethlehem.

Our journey long, we seek the light

That leads to the hallowed manger ground.

What fear we felt in the silent age,

Four hundred years can He be found?

But broken by a baby's cry;

Rejoice in the hallowed manger ground!

Emmanuel, Emmanuel,

God incarnate here to dwell.

Emmanuel, Emmanuel,

Praise His name, Emmanuel.

The son of God, here, born to bleed;

A crown of thorns would pierce His brow.

And we beheld this offering,

Exalted now, the King of kings.

Praise God for the hallowed manger ground!

Emmanuel, Emmanuel,

God incarnate here to dwell.

Emmanuel, Emmanuel,

Praise His name, Emmanuel.

Praise His name, Emmanuel.