All praise to Thee, Eternal Lord, br Clothed in a garb of flesh and blood; br Choosing a manger for Thy throne, br While worlds on worlds are Thine alone. br br Once did the skies before Thee bow; br A virgin’s arms contain Thee now, br While angels, who in Thee rejoice, br Now listen for Thine infant voice. br br A little Child, Thou art our Guest, br That weary ones in Thee may rest; br Forlorn and lowly is Thy birth; br That we may rise to Heaven from earth. br br Thou comest in the darksome night br To make us children of the light; br To make us, in the realms divine, br Like Thine own angels round Thee shine. br br All this for us Thy love hath done; br By this to Thee our love is won; br For this we tune our cheerful lays, br And sing our thanks in ceaseless praise.