O sacred Lord of ancient Israel, who showed yourself to Moses in the
burning bush, who gave him the holy law on Sinai mountain: Come, stretch
out your mighty hand to set us free.
O come, O come, great Lord of might,
Who to your tribes on Sinai's height
In ancient times once gave the law
In cloud and majesty and awe.
The will of God be done by us
The law of God be kept by us
Our tongue in cheek be held by us,
Repentance timely made for us,
Christ's passion understood by us,
Each sinful crime be shunned by us,
Much on the End be mused by us,
And death be blessed found by us,
With angel's music heard by us,
And God's high praises sung by us,
For ever and for aye.
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