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 hosts proclaim

“Christ is born in Bethlehem.”

Christ

by highest heav’n adored

Christ

the everlasting Lord:

Late in time behold Him come

Offspring of a virgin’s womb.

Veiled in flesh the Godhead see

Hail th’ incarnate Deity!

Pleased as man with man to dwell

Jesus our Immanuel.

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.

Come

Desire of nations

come!

Fix in us Thy humble home:

Rise

the woman’s conqu’ring seed

Bruise in us the serpent’s head;

Adam’s likeness now efface

Stamp Thine image in its place:

Final Adam from above

Reinstate us in Thy love.