An Advent Calendar: Day 23

As the long-expected day is approaching, so does the clamoring of the people increase:

Veni, veni, Emmanuel! Oh come, oh come, "God-with-us" [Emmanuel]! 

And then the people continue, calling the Son by the various sacred-poetic names which the prophets of Israel have used to refer to the Expected One: oh Wisdom; Adonai (Lord); rod from Jesse's stem (lineage); key of David; Orient (the East, the place where the day rises); King of Nations. 

Veni veni, Emmanuel

captivum solve Israel,

qui gemit in exsilio,

privatus Dei Filio.

    O come, o come, Emmanuel,

    and ransom captive Israel,

    that morns in lonely exile here

    until the Son of God appear.

R: Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel,

nascetur pro te Israel!

    R: Rejoice! Rejoice! O Israel,

    to thee shall come Emmanuel!

Veni, O Sapientia,

quae hic disponis omnia,

veni, viam prudentiae

ut doceas et gloriae. 

    O come, Thou Wisdom, from on high,

    and order all things far and nigh;

    to us the path of knowledge show,

    and teach us in her ways to go. R.

Veni, veni, Adonai,

qui populo in Sinai

legem dedisti vertice

in maiestate gloriae. 

    O come, o come, Thou Lord of might,

    who to thy tribes on Sinai's height

    in ancient times did give the law,

    in cloud, and majesty, and awe. R.

Veni, O Iesse virgula,

ex hostis tuos ungula,

de specu tuos tartari

educ et antro barathri. 

    O come, Thou Rod of Jesse's stem,

    from ev'ry foe deliver them

    that trust Thy mighty power to save,    

    and give them vict'ry o'er the grave. 

Veni, Clavis Davidica,

regna reclude caelica,

fac iter tutum superum,

et claude vias inferum. 

    O come, Thou Key of David, come,

    and open wide our heav'nly home,

    make safe the way that leads on high,

    that we no more have cause to sigh. R.

Veni, veni O Oriens,

solare nos adveniens,

noctis depelle nebulas,

dirasque mortis tenebras. 

    O come, Thou Dayspring from on high,

    and cheer us by thy drawing nigh;

    disperse the gloomy clouds of night

    and death's dark shadow put to flight. R.

Veni, veni, Rex Gentium,

veni, Redemptor omnium,

ut salvas tuos famulos

peccati sibi conscios. 

    O come, Desire of the nations, bind

    in one the hearts of all mankind;

    bid every strife and quarrel cease

    and fill the world with heaven's peace. R.