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 hosts 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 Virgin's womb

Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
Hail th'incarnate Deity
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel

Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"
(Glory, glory. . .)

For unto us a Child is born,
Unto us a Son is given
Unto us a Son is given

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris'n 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!"
(Glory, glory. . .)

And He shall reign forever and ever! King of kings and Lord of lords
Forever and ever, amen!

(Lyrics: Charles Wesley, 1739; Isaiah 9:6, Revelation 11:15, 19:16;