Hark, how all the welkin rings,
\n \u201cGlory to the King of kings;
\n Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
\n God and sinners reconciled!\u201d\u009d<\/p>\n
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
\n Join the triumph of the skies;
\n Universal nature say,
\n \u201cChrist the Lord is born to-day!\u201d\u009d<\/p>\n
Christ, by highest Heaven ador\u2019d,
\n Christ, the everlasting Lord:
\n Late in time behold him come,
\n Offspring of a Virgin\u2019s womb!<\/p>\n
Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see,
\n Hail the incarnate deity!
\n Pleased as man with men to appear,
\n Jesus! Our Immanuel here!
Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace!
\n Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
\n Light and life to all he brings,
\n Risen with healing in his wings.<\/p>\n
Mild He lays his glory by,
\n Born that man no more may die;
\n Born to raise the sons of earth;
\n Born to give them second birth.<\/p>\n
Come, Desire of nations, come,
\n Fix in us thy humble home;
\n Rise, the woman\u2019s conquering seed,
\n Bruise in us the serpent\u2019s head.<\/p>\n
Now display thy saving power,
\n Ruined nature now restore;
\n Now in mystic union join
\n Thine to ours, and ours to thine.<\/p>\n
Adam\u2019s likeness, Lord, efface;
\n Stamp Thy image in its place.
\n Second Adam from above,
\n Reinstate us in thy love.<\/p>\n
Let us Thee, though lost, regain,
\n Thee, the life, the inner Man:
\n O! to all thyself impart,
\n Form\u2019d in each believing heart.<\/p>\n