High Let Us Swell Our Tuneful Notes

High let us swell our tune­ful notes

And join th’an­gel­ic throng;

For ang­els no such love have known

T’awake a cheer­ful song.

Good will to sin­ful men is shown

And peace on earth is giv’n;

For lo! th’in­car­nate Sav­ior comes

With mes­sag­es from Heav­en.

Justice and grace with sweet ac­cord

His ris­ing beams ad­orn;

Let Heav’n and earth in con­sort join

Now such a child is born.

Glory to God in high­est strains

In high­est worlds be paid;

His glo­ry by our lips pro­claimed

And by our lives dis­played.

When shall we reach those bliss­ful realms

Where Christ ex­alt­ed reigns

And learn of the ce­les­ti­al choir

Their own im­mor­tal strains?