O come, O come, Emmanuel. And ransom captive Israel. That mourns in lonely exile here. Until the son of god appear. . Rejoice, Rejoice, Emmanuel. Shall come to thee, O Israel.
Cold as the northern winds,. in december mornings,. cold is the cry that rings,. from this far distant shore.. . Related. . Songs You Love If You Love Nerds.
When the evening falls. And the daylight is fading,. From within me calls. Could it be I am sleeping?. For a moment I stray,. Then it holds me completely.