1 Listen to those happy voices
Of the radiant angel throng!
How the earth and sky rejoices!
All the air is full of song!
Hallelujah, blissful morn!
Hallelujah, Christ is born!

2 Hear ye not the bright-robed angel
Cheering shepherds in the field--
Telling them the sweet Evangel
That the woes of man are healed?
Hear ye not the angel say:
Fear ye not, be glad to-day?

3 Should we not with songs of gladness
Glory give to God for aye?
Why be bowed with grief and sadness
When our sins are borne away?
Praise Him--with the angels vie--
Glory be to God on high!

4 Swell, ye saints, the blissful chorus,
Roll it onward like a sea,
As the angels, hov'ring o'er us,
Still repeat the melody!
Hear ye not the angel say:
Fear ye not, be glad to-day?

5 Gladly we repeat the story--
Vie with angels while they sing:
Be to God immortal glory,
Glory to the new-born King!
Hallelujah, blissful morn!
Hallelujah, Christ is born!

Amen.