Birth of Christ the Lord

Glory to God! the an­gels are sing­ing

Tidings of joy to men they bring;

Bethlehem’s plain with mu­sic is ring­ing

Jesus to­day is born a king;

Not in a pal­ace

but in a man­ger

Lieth the dear Re­deem­er’s head

Girded with glo­ry sag­es be­hold Him

Low where the beasts of the stall are fed.

Glory to God! the an­gels are sing­ing

Peace and good will to men they bring.

Bethlehem’s plain with mu­sic is ring­ing

Jesus to­day is born a king.

Glory to God! the won­der­ful chor­us!

Peace and good will

the an­gels sing

For un­to you is born in the ci­ty

City of Da­vid

Christ a king.

Born to re­deem

oh

migh­ty sal­va­tion!

Jesus

the Christ

oh

yes

’tis He!

Wrapped in the swad­dling gar­ments be­hold Him

This un­to you a sign shall be.

Glory to God! the mul­ti­tude singeth

Glory to God! let men rep­ly;

Glory to God! the echo still ring­eth

Ringeth aloud thro’ earth and sky

Nations shall sit no long­er in dark­ness

Tell the good news o’er earth afar!

Seated in glo­ry now be­hold Him

Jesus the bright and morn­ing star.