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Hark, the herald angels sing

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            HARK !



Hark ! the herald angels sing,
Glory to the 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 the angelic hosts proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Christ by highest heaven ador'd,
Christ the everlasting Lord ;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the virgin's womb.

Vail'd in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail ! th' incarnate Deity !
Pleas'd as man with men t'appear,
Jesus or Emanuel here.

Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of peace,
Hail ! the Sun of righteousness ;
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings.

Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.

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Come let us lift our hearts and voice
To him who reigns above ;
Now in glad songs of praise rejoice,
And shout redeeming love.

Now may we cease to weep and mourn,
Good news is come from heaven :
Behold, to us a Child is born,
To us a son is given.

On him the goverment shall rest,
His greatness we'll extol :
High over all for ever blest,
His name is wonderful.

In him with excellencies shine,
We now his glory see :
He is the Counsellor divine,
The mighty God is he.

He is out Father and our Friend
The Prince of life and peace :
And since his mercy knows no end
His praise shall never cease.

Walker, Printer, Durham.

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