1 Hark, a burst of heavenly music
From a band of seraphs bright,
Suddenly to earth descending
In the calm and silent night!
And the shepherds of Judea,
Watching in the earliest dawn,
Hear the glad and joyful tidings,
"Jesus, Prince of Peace, is born!"
Sweet and clear those angel voices,
Echoing through the starry sky,
As they chant the heavenly chorus,
"Glory be to God on high!"

2 Slumbering in a lowly manger,
Lies the mighty Lord of all;
And before the holy Stranger
See the trembling shepherds fall.
He has come, the long-expected,
Full of wisdom, love, and grace,
To redeem His ruined creatures,
To restore our fallen race.
So let angels wake the chorus!
So let ransomed men reply!
Chanting the celestial anthem,
"Glory be to God on high!"

3 And this joyful Christmas morning,
Breaking o'er the world below,
Tells again the wondrous story
Shepherds heard so long ago.
Who shall still our tuneful voices,
Who the tide of praise shall stem,
Which the blessed angels taught us,
In the fields of Bethlehem?
Hark! we hear again the chorus,
Ringing through the starry sky.
And we join the heavenly anthem,
"Glory be to God on high!"

Amen.