O come, our world's Redeemer, come! We hail the ageless mystery that God would grace the Virgin's womb and take our frail humanity. For not by mortal will or power, but by the Holy Spirit's breath, the seed of heaven comes to flower, the Word made flesh is found on earth. He comes, for whom creation yearns, to face the realms of death alone; and to his glory he returns to gain a kingdom and a throne. He comes to triumph over wrong and bring us captive back to heaven; for in our weakness he is strong, and for his sake we are forgiven. O come, our world's Redeemer, come! Your manger shines upon our night - so let the voice of doubt be dumb, for none shall quench this glorious light!