Thou,
the
Christ
forever
one,
Mary�s
Child
and
Israel�s
God,
Daniel�s
Prince
and
David�s
Son,
Jacob�s
Star
and
Jesse�s
Rod,
Thou
of
Whom
of the
prophets
spake,
Thou
in
Whom
their
words
came
true,
Hear
the
pleading
prayer
we
make,
Hear
the
Gentile
for
the
Jew!
Knowing
what
the
Spirit
saith,
Sure
of
Thee,
our
Christ
divine,
Lo, we
stand,
by
right
of
faith,
Heirs
of
Abraham�s
chartered
line;
Can we
then
his
sons
forget,
Branches
severed
from
their
tree,
Exiles
from
their
homes,
and
yet
Kinsmen,
Lord,
in
flesh
to
Thee?
Though
the
Blood
betrayed
and
spilt,
On the
race
entailed
a
doom,
Let
its
virtue
cleanse
the
guilt,
Melt
the
hardness,
chase
the
gloom;
Lift
the
veil
from
off
their
heart,
Make
them
Israelites
indeed,
Meet
once
more
for
lot
and
part
With
Thy
household�s
genuine
seed.
Thou
that
didst
Thy
dews
outpour,
Crowning
alien
grafts
with
fruit,
Soon
the
native
growths
restore,
Making
glad
the
parent
root:
Ah!
but
let
not
pride
ensnare
Souls
that
need
to
mourn
their
sin;
Still
the
boughs
adopted
spare,
And
the
outcasts�graft
them
in!
Speed
the
day of
union
sweet
When
with
us in
faith
allied,
Israel�s
heart
shall
turn
to
greet
Thee,
Whom
Israel
crucified;
Thee,
in all
Thy
truth
and
grace,
Owned
at
last
as
Salem�s
King,
While
her
children
find
their
place,
Gathered
safe
beneath
Thy
wing.