Hark, the Angel Choirs Proclaim

Hark

the an­gel choirs pro­claim

Joyfully the Sav­ior’s name;

At His birth their ar­mies cry:

Glory be to God on high!

God the Son

made flesh to­day

Takes the guilt of man away;

Pardoned sin­ners

shout for joy.

As the glo­ry shines around

Fears the shep­herd throng con­found

Till the an­gel’s cheer­ing voice

Bids their ti­mid hearts re­joice.

Hasting with obe­di­ent mind

Him in swath­ing bands they find;

Him

by whom the worlds were made

In a low­ly man­ger laid.

Glory be to God ab­ove

Fountain of eter­nal love

To the Fa­ther and the Son

And the Spir­it

Three in one.