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 th'angelic host proclaim,

"Christ is born in Bethlehem."

Hark! the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the new-born King!"

Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see;

Hail, th'incarnate Deity:

Pleased, as man, with men to dwell,

Jesus, our Emmanuel!

Hail! the heaven-born Prince of peace!

Hail! the Son of Righteousness!

Risen with healing in his wings!

Hark! the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the new-born King!"

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.

Adam's likeness now efface,

Stamp Thine image in its place:

Second Adam from above

Give Thy life; reveal Thy love.

Hark! the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the new-born King!"