Hark, the Herald Angels Sing
Hark! the her-ald an-gels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King;
Peace on earth, and mer-cy mild;
God and sin-ners rec-on-ciled."
Joy-ful, all ye na-tions, rise,
Join the tri-umph of the skies;
With th'an-gel'ic hosts pro-claim,
"Christ is born in Beth-le-hem." (2X)
Christ, by high-est heaven a-dored;
Christ, the ev-er-last-ing Lord;
Late in time be-hold Him come,
Off-spring of a vir-gin's womb!
Veiled in flesh the God-head see!
Hail, th'In-car-nate De-i-ty!
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Je-sus, our Em-man-u-el. (2X)
Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail, the Sun of Right-eous-ness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris'n with heal-ing in His wings.
Mild He lays His glo-ry by,
Born that man no more may die;
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth. (2X)
alt 2: Come, De-sire of Na-tions, come, Fix in us Thy hum-ble home.
alt 2: Long de-sired, be-hold Him come, Find-ing here His hum-ble home.