Translation of stanzas 1–3, and 5.

1. Immanuel, we sing to thee,
   Pure source of life and love most free:
   Our light most fair, our morning star,
   Lord of all lords and lands afar.
2. To thee with angel-hosts we sing,
   To thee our highest praise we bring:
   That thou, our long-expected Lord,
   Dost give to faith its bright reward.
3. Lo! in the ages far away,
   The hearts of thine desir’d this day:
   This hope through ages did inspire
   Our fathers with divine desire.
4. O that the Lord our bands would break,
   And bring us aid for Zion’s sake;
   When He to Zion shall descend,
   Then Israel’s joy shall know no end.