Hail! O hail thee! lovely morn
Jesus Christ our Lord is born;
Joy, the holy angels cry,
Joy through earth, through air and sky.
See His star in heaven appear,
Hosts of angels hovering near;
Guide me to the Holy Lamb,
Lowly Babe of Bethlehem.
Hark to the angelic strains,
Song prevails and music reigns;
Rise, sons of men and join the choir,
Sing, while archangels strike the lyre;
Let the gladsome news resound,
Man's redemption now is found;
Man is saved forever more,
Let it sound from shore to shore.
Peal it forth ye merry bells,
Over hills, through glades, through dells;
Let the air with gladness ring,
Heavens and earth together sing;
Sing of man's redeemed estates,
Of God's love so deep, so great,
Swell the chorus o'er again,
Peace on earth, good will toward men.