7,8,7,8 He Who made the earth His home, Infant holy, 'Alleluia! Now ascends the azure dome; -- Praise Him, 'Alleluia! Long on rugged ways He trod, Footsore, weary, 'Alleluia! Calling wanderers back to God; -- Praise Him, 'Alleluia! Gone from earth, His wanderings o'er, Toil is ended, 'Alleluia! See Him upward, heavenward soar; -- Praise Him, 'Alleluia! He Who bare the Cross in woe, Faint, and falling, 'Alleluia! Seeks the path where sunbeams go; -- Praise Him, 'Alleluia! On the awful cross He hung, Faint, and bleeding, 'Alleluia! Death and hell their arrows flung; -- Praise Him, 'Alleluia! 'Alleluia! all is past, -- Death and dying, 'Alleluia! Life immortal's won at last; -- Praise Him, 'Alleluia! 'Alleluia! all is ended, All He came for, 'Alleluia! And our Victor hath ascended; -- Praise Him, 'Alleluia! |