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 th' 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 favored one.
Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see
Hail, th'incarnate Deity
Pleased, as man, with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel
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,
Risen with healing in his wings
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sone of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark, the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King"