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Charles Wesley(1707-1788), 1739

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 angelic host proclaim

"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"

Hark! the herald angels sing

"Glory to the newborn King!"

Christ, by highest heaven adored;

Christ the everlasting Lord;

Late in time behold Him come,

Offspring of the favored one.

Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see;

hail the incarnate Deity

Pleased as man with men to dwell,

Jesus, our Emmanuel

Hark! the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the newborn King"

Hail! the heaven-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 sons of earth,

born to give them second birth

Hark! the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the newborn King"

 

I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow(1807-1882), 1867

I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day

Their old familiar carols play,

And wild and sweet the words repeat

Of peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how, as the day had come,

The belfries of all Christendom

Had rolled along the unbroken song

Of peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair I bowed my head:

"There is no peace on earth," I said,

"For hate is strong and mocks the song

Of peace on earth, good will to men."

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:

"God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;

The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,

With peace on earth, good will to men."

Till, ringing singing, on its way,

The world revolved from night to day,

A voice, a chime, a chant sublime,

Of peace on earth, good will to men!

 

It Came Upon The Midnight Clear

Edmund H. Sears(1810-1876), 1849

It came upon the midnight clear,

That glorious song of old,

From angels bending near the earth

With news of joy foretold,

"Peace on the earth, good will to men

From heaven's all gracious King."

The world in solemn stillness lay,

To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come,

Love's banner all unfurled;

And still their heavenly music floats

Over all the weary world.

Above its sad and lowly plains

Old echoes plaintive ring,

And ever over its Babel sounds

The blessed angels sing.

Yet with the woes of sin and strife

The world has suffered long;

Beneath the Angel-strain have rolled

Two thousand years of wrong;

And man at war with man hears not

The love-song which they bring;

O! hush the noise, ye men of strife,

And hear the Angels sing.

O ye, beneath life's crushing load

Whose forms are bending low,

Who toil along the climbing way

With painful steps and slow;



Look now! for glad and golden hours

Come swiftly on the wing;

O rest beside the weary road

And hear the angels sing.

For lo! the days are hastening on,

By prophets seen of old,

When with the ever-circling years

Shall come the time foretold,

When the new heaven and earth shall own

The Prince of Peace their King,

And the whole world send back the song

Which now the angels sing.

 

Joy To The World

Isaac Watts(1674-1748)

Joy to the world! The Lord is come.

Let earth receive her King

Let every heart

Prepare Him room

And Saints and angels sing

And Saints and angels sing

And Saints and Saints and angels sing

Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns

Let Saints their songs employ

While fields and floods

rocks, hills and plains

Repeat the sounding joy

Repeat the sounding joy

Repeat, Repeat, the sounding joy

Joy to the world with truth and grace

And makes the nations prove

The glories of His righteousness

And wonders of His love

And wonders of His love

And wonders and wonders of His love

No more will sin and sorrow grow,

Nor thorns infest the ground;

He'll come and make the blessings flow

Far as the curse was found,

Far as the curse was found,

Far as, far as the curse was found.

He rules the world with truth and grace,

And gives to nations proof

The glories of His righteousness,

And wonders of His love;

And wonders of His love;

And wonders, wonders of His love.

Rejoice! Rejoice in the Most High,

While Israel spreads abroad

Like stars that glitter in the sky,

And ever worship God,

And ever worship God,

And ever, and ever worship God.

 


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