Rejoice Today

Rejoice to­day with glad ac­cord

For Christ

the Lord

is come:

Fulfillèd the pro­phet­ic word

In Da­vid’s Beth­le­hem.

For un­to us a child is born;

To us a son is giv­en;

To raise our fall­en na­ture up

And make us heirs of Heav’n.

Behold Him in a man­ger laid:

A help­less lit­tle one;

For whom Ju­dea’s mo­thers prayed;

The long ex­pect­ed Son.

No earth­ly pomp sur­rounds His bed

His home no pill­ared hall:

They had not where to lay His head

Save in the catt­le stall.

The King of Heav’n—the Prince of Life

Assumes a mor­tal frame;

He comes to en­ter in­to strife

To weave im­mor­tal fame.

His wea­pons truth and right­eous­ness;

The cause the good of all

The help­less sons of Ad­am’s race

The rui­ned by the fall.

Hail

glo­ri­ous Prince! Hail

bless­èd Son!

On this Thy na­tal day

Let love and peace un­tram­meled run

O’er all the earth hold sway

Till hu­man pass­ion

sin

and wrongs

Are num­bered with the past

And earth with her ten thou­sand tongues

Shall praise Thee First and Last.