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 th' angelic host proclaim, 
"Christ is born in Bethlehem." 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
"Glory to the newborn King! 

Christ, by highest heav'n adored: 
Christ, the everlasting Lord; 
Late in time behold him come, 
Offspring of the favored one. 
Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see
Hail, th'incarnate Deity: 
Pleased, as man, with men to dwell, 
Jesus, our Emmanuel! 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
"Glory to the newborn King! 

Hail! the heav'n-born Prince of peace! 
Hail! the Son 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 son of earth, 
Born to give them second birth. 

Hark! the herald angels sing, 
"Glory to the newborn King!