Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

Album: Best Loved Christmas Carols (1855)
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  • 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 the angelic hosts 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 virgin's womb:
    Veiled in flesh the godhead see
    Hail the incarnate deity
    Pleased with us in flesh to dwell
    Jesus our Immanuel

    Hark! the herald angels sing
    Glory to the newborn king

    Hail the heaven-born prince of 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 we no more may die
    Born to raise us from the earth
    Born to give us second birth


    Original lyrics:

    Hark how all the Welkin rings
    Glory to the king of kings
    Peace on Earth and mercy mild
    God and sinners reconcil'd!

    Joyful all ye nations rise
    Join the triumph of the skies
    Universal nature say
    Christ the lord is born to day!

    Christ by highest heav'n ador'd
    Christ the everlasting lord
    Late in time behold him come
    Offspring of a virgin's womb

    Veil'd in flesh the godhead see
    Hail th' incarnate deity!
    Pleas'd as man with men t' appear
    Jesus our Immanuel here!

    Hail the heav'nly 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

    Come desire of nations come
    Fix in us thy humble home
    Rise the woman's conqu'ring seed
    Bruise in us the serpent's head

    Now display thy saving pow'r
    Ruin'd nature now restore
    Now in mystic union join
    Thine to ours and ours to thine

    Adam's likeness lord efface
    Stamp thy image in its place
    Second adam from above
    Reinstate us in thy love

    Let us thee tho' lost regain
    Thee the life the inner man:
    O! to all thyself impart
    Form'd in each believing heart Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • AnonymousWhat does "late in time behold he comes" from Hark the Herold angel sing MEAN ?
  • Terry from Willmar, MnAccording to the 16 bibles I looked through, the angels DID NOT "sing". Look it up in Mark 2:13. "...a multitude of angels SAYING..." What about "choirs of angels"? That's not in the bible either. Look up the definition of "choirs" in your dictionary. The definition, in relation to angels, is "a group of" as in a group of witches (coven) or a group of geese (gaggle), etc.
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