A season of waiting As the cold air has come and choked our land Taking away our breath and our hope Even making attempts on our lives with this cold And almost succeeding in this terrible winter Oh come oh come Emmanuel
Lonely sit these lands Waiting for good things to return And holding onto hope in this winter of anxiety and fear That soon, our redemption may come for to carry us home In these lands we wait, for it can't be much longer now Oh come oh come Emmanuel
Our ancestors once cried 'over the next hill must lie our Promised Land' And we now cry 'in the next year must come our Savior For the Lord could not make us toil much longer Lest our bones freeze and our bodies die And all of this waiting would seem to be in vain Oh come oh come Emmanuel'
Yet here we wait for years upon years and generations upon generations For the promised king to finally bless our lands And free us from the tyranny of this world Leading us into a better life And bringing us a better world Oh come oh come Emmanuel
We wait this winter, knowing spring comes on the horizon with our Messiah To end this long-lasting winter And melt this world of snow and ice To bring a green spring Full of life and good things Oh come oh come Emmanuel
For our Savior is coming And He will redeem all things He will end our exile in this winter And bring warmth to save our souls Oh come oh come Emmanuel and ransom us from this freezing winter
The context of this poem is that the winter is the reality before the Incarnation of our Lord Jesus Christ, He comes to bring warmth to His people, saving us from the cold air of our sin. This poem is written for Advent, which marks the Christian New Year, and the season where we await the coming of the Messiah.