1 Oh, how faithful is the saying,
Ev'ry word with hope aglow; -
"Though your sins may be as scarlet,
They shall be as white as snow."
To the guilty heart these tidings
Are of peace and pardon full:
"Though your sins are red like crimson,
They shall even be as wool."

Chorus:
Glad tidings of great joy!
Glad tidings of great joy!

2 Oh, how blessed is the promise
To the burden'd and oppress'd:
"Come, come unto me, ye weary,
Come and I will give you rest.
Come and take my yoke upon you;
Of the meek and lowly learn;
Ye shall find my burden easy, -
Find the rest for which you yearn." [Chorus]

3 Oh, how precious is the message
To the souls cast down, dismay'd;
Hark! "Let not your heart be troubled,
Neither let it be afraid."
Help is laid upon the Mighty;
Nothing is too hard for God;
Fear not, for He that redeemed thee
Comforts both with staff and rod. [Chorus]