Come, adore the humble King

COME, ADORE THE HUMBLE KING,
lowly in the manger;
fall before his majesty,
hail the little Saviour.
Hope what hope no tongue could tell:
God has come with us to dwell;
his name is Immanuel—
O praise the humble King.

2 Come, adore in humble state
he the song of angels;
join the wise who call his name
and with all creation.
Who, oh who would condescend?
God unknown now calls us friend;
love that none could comprehend—
O praise the humble King.

3 Come, adore the King who came
to our world to save us;
born to heal our prideful race,
crown us with forgiveness.
Fall, oh fall before the one
who in mercy left his throne:
Christ, the Lord, God’s only Son:
his glories now we sing—
O praise the humble King.

Come, adore; come, adore;
come, adore the King;
bow before, come, adore
the Name above all names.