Hark the Herald Angels Sing

Hark! The herald angels sing:
“Glory to the new-born King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!”

Joyful all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic host proclaim:
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!”

Hark! The herald angels sing:
“Glory to the new-born King!”

Christ, by highest heav'n adored;
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Light and life to all the He brings,
Ris'n with healing in His wings.

Veiled in flesh the God-head see;
Hail Incarnate Deity,
Please as Man with men to dwell;
Jesus, our Emmanuel!

Hark! The herald angels sing:
“Glory to the new-born King!”

Hail the heav’n born Prince of Peace,
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris’n with healing in His wings.

Mild, He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.

Hark! The herald angels sing:
“Glory to the new-born King!