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.

Christ, by highest heav'n adore Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold Him come Off spring of a virgin's womb! Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; Hail the incarnate Deity! Pleas'd as Man with men to dwell, Jesus, our Immanuel.

Hail the heav'n Prince ofF 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.

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 imagine in its place: Second Adam from above, Reinstate us in thy love.