Nowell: Hail, Gentle King

Nowell

No­well

No­well.

Hail

gen­tle King! Blest be Thy man­ger throne

Blest be this sta­ble mean

this lodg­ing low­ly.

Blest be this roy­al ci­ty Beth­le­hem

Blest be Thy mo­ther ho­ly.

Nowell

No­well

No­well.

Hail

gra­cious Lord! Blest be the kind­ly night

Hushing in slum­ber pure the world un­ho­ly.

Veiling in dus­ky shade the land­scape wide

Hiding Thy ca­bin low­ly.

Nowell

No­well

No­well.

Hail

Prince of Peace! Blest be Thy star ab­ove

Telling the sleep­ing earth the hap­py sto­ry;

Blest the an­gel­ic choir

whose ec­ho­ing song

Welcomes Thy ris­ing glo­ry.

Nowell

No­well

No­well.

Hail

Light of light! Rise on our dark­ened hearts;

Let Thy bright beams dis­pel our sin and sad­ness

Brighter and bright­er shin­ing till the day

Dawn in eter­nal glad­ness.

Nowell

No­well

No­well.

Hail

Lord of life! Blest be Thy won­drous love

Blest be Thy pi­ty­ing care for sin­ners friend­less

Blest be the Fa­ther

Son and Ho­ly Ghost

Blest through the ag­es end­less.