Awake, Ye Nations of the Earth

Awake

ye na­tions of the earth

And ce­le­brate the Sav­ior’s birth;

With grate­ful hearts sa­lute the morn

On which the Sav­ior

Christ was born.

The shin­ing hosts

on wings of love

Flew swift­ly from the courts above;

With ac­cla­ma­tion from the skies

And seized the shep­herds with sur­prise.

The heav’n­ly choir around did sing:

This day is born the Sav­ior-King.

They swell their notes to praise again

Glory to God

good­will to men.