Hark! hark! what news the angels bring;

Glad tidings of a new-born King!

Born of a maid, a Virgin pure,

Born without sin, from guilt secure.

Hail, mighty Prince—eternal King!

Let heaven and earth rejoice and sing;

Angels and men with one accord

Break forth in songs to praise the Lord.

Behold! he comes and leaves the skies;

Awake, ye slumbering mortals,—rise!

Awake to joy, and hail the morn,

The Saviour of the world is born.

With endless love He comes to dwell

On earth, to save mankind from hell;

In chorus then, with joy and mirth,

We’ll celebrate our Saviour’s birth.

Echo shall waft the strains around,

While list’ning angels hear the sound;

And all the heavenly hosts above

Shall join to sing redeeming love.