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 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 Godhead see, hail the incarnate
deity. Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel. Hark, the herald
angels sing: “Glory to the newborn King.”
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace. Hail the Sun
of Righteousness. Light and life to all he brings,
risen with healing in his wings;
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. Hark, the herald
angels sing: “Glory to the newborn King.”
