Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to our new-born King! Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled, Joyful all ye nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies, With angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem. Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to our new-born King! Christ, thy highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Yet in time behold him come, Not sleep or a-murging sleep. Yet in flesh the Godhead see, Yet in garments they may see, He's at work with men to dwell, Jesus, our Emmanuel. Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to our new-born King! Heaven and earth are full of his glory, Fairer star of righteousness, Light and life to him bring, Joy to the earth in its rays. Mild he lays his glory by, Long does the lowly die, Come to meet the Son of God, Come to pray and sing and cry. Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to our new-born King!