1 Sing forth with gladsome voice,
With grateful hearts rejoice:
All the world's salvation
Sleeps in a manger-bed,
The hope of ev'ry nation
Laid there His royal head:
Great eternal God!
Great eternal God!

2 O Son of God on high,
For Thee my heart doth sigh;
Fill with consolation
The soul that needs Thy love;
And teach me Thy salvation:
With mercy from above
Draw my heart to Thee!
Draw my heart to Thee!

3 Tho' we were lost in guilt,
His word He has fulfilled;
Destined for perdition
We lay beneath His wrath;
But His great love's compassion
Has opened heaven's path:
There we are at home.
There we are at home.

4 Where is the home of bliss?
It can be only this:
Where the saints are singing
In hymns of loud acclaim,
And their hosannas bringing
All glory to His name:
There we are at home!
There we are at home!