Savior of the Nations, Come

For my last post of the Advent season, I’ll leave you with this lovely Advent hymn. I hope that your Christmas is full of wonder and beauty and hope. I’ll check back in with you next week. Until then, Merry Christmas!

Savior of the Nations, Come

Savior of the nations come,
Show yourself, the virgin’s son.
Marvel heaven, wonder earth,
That our God chose such a birth.

Not by human power or seed
Did the woman’s womb conceive;
Only by the Spirit’s breath
Was the Word of God made flesh.

Mary then was found with child,
Still a virgin, chaste and mild.
God had favored her with grace
To receive the Prince of Peace.

Christ laid down his majesty,
Passed through dark Gethsemane.
Though he left his Father’s home,
Christ now sits on God’s own throne.

Christ in glory intercede
For your creatures’ suffering need.
Let your resurrecting power
Soon complete the victory hour.

Praise to you, O Lord, we sing.
Praise to Christ, our newborn King!
With the Father, Spirit, one,
Let your lasting kingdom come.

Text: Ambrose, 4th cent., Martin Luther 1523
Translation: Calvin Seerveld, 1984

  • Andrea

    thank you for all of your beautiful, moving poetry and this hymn, I have passed them on a number of times. Enjoy your Christmas and thanks again for sharing your thoughts, I really enjoy reading them!

  • http://jamesbrett.wordpress.com JamesBrett

    may i share a poem of my own on the subject?

    There once was an inn with no room,
    a pregnant miss, and her soon-to-be groom.
    It wasn’t his son,
    but he didn’t run.
    For ’twas the Savior inside of her womb.

  • http://jamesbrett.wordpress.com JamesBrett

    may i share a poem of my own on the subject?

    There once was an inn with no room,
    a pregnant miss, and her soon-to-be groom.
    It wasn’t his son,
    but he didn’t run.
    For ’twas the Savior inside of her womb.


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