heavy with the weight of grief
shrouded in the dark of night
we, the captive souls await
illumined by a solitary light.
O come, O come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel!
Within barren breast yet still hope beats
a fragrance sweet will grace us, furtively
barely noticed, grasped, and gone,
waiting here, we stay our hearts
in sacred silence.
O come, O come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel!
O come, O come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel!
Ears that never truly heard
heavy with the weight of silence
waiting now for silence broken:
Silence sacred awaits it consummation.
O come, O come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel!
O come, O come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel!
Darkness, you will meet with death by Dawn.
Our Life has come.
Rejoice: Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
Rejoice: Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
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