Hark The Herald Angels Sing

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 heav'n adored, Christ the everlasting 
Lord. Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of the 
virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the God-head see; Hail 
th'incarnate Deity. Pleased as man with men to dwell, Jesus
 our Emanuel. Hark, the herald angels sing, Glory to the 
newborn King.
Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of Peace. Hail the Son 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. Hark,
the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King.