  Let men and angels sing, Glory to God our King,— Jesus is born! Praise Him who left his throne, Bow’d his heavens and came down, His matchless love made known, On this glad morn. Chorus—Praise Him, &c. Angels to swains appear; Tending their fleecy care, Light shines abroad: “Rise,” says the messenger; “Shepherds,” dismiss your fears: Jesus to-day appears! Glory to God! Cho: Rise, &c. Since the Redeemer’s birth, Sweet peace shall be on earth: Good-will to men, Far as creation’s bound, Tidings of joy shall sound; Through all the nations round, Jesus shall reign! Chorus—Far as creation’s bound, Tidings of joy shall sound; Through all the nations round, Jesus shall reign! |
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