Hark the herald angels sing glory to the newborn king.
Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners
Joyful all ye nations rise, join the triumph of the
With the angelic host proclaim, christ is born in
Hark the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn king.
It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of
From angels bending near the earth, to touch their harps
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, from heavens all
The world in solemn stillness lay, to hear the angels
Still through the cloven skies they come, with peaceful
And still their heavenly music floats, o'er all the weary
Above its sad and lowly plains, they bend on hovering
And ever o'er its Babel sounds, the blessed angels sing.
The blessed angels sing.