Hark The Herald Angels Sing
Hark the herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King.
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled.
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies.
With the angelic host proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King.
Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ, the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the Virgin's womb.
Veiled in flesh the God head see,
Hail the incarnate Deity.
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
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.
Risen with healing in his wings,
Light and life to all he brings.
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness,
Hail, the Heaven born Prince of Peace,
Hail the Heaven born Prince of Peace,
Hail the Son of Righteousness.
Light and life to all He brings,
Risen with healing in His wings.
Mild He lay His glory by,
Born that man no more may die.
Come Desire of nations come,
Fix in us thy humble home.
Rise, the woman's conquering seed,
Bruise in us the serpent's head.
Adam's likeness now efface,
Stamp thine image in its place.
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