ALL my heart this night rejoices,as I hear, far and near,sweetest angel voices:‘Christ is born!’ their choirs are singing,till the air, everywhere,now with joy is ringing.2 Hark! a voice from yonder manger,soft and sweet, doth entreat:‘Flee from woe and danger;Pilgrims, come: from all that grieves youyou are freed; all you needI will surely give you.’3 Come, then, let us hasten yonder;here let all, great and small,kneel in awe and wonder;love Him who with love is yearning;hail the star that from farbright with hope is burning.4 Thee, dear Lord, with heed I’ll cherish,live to Thee, and with Theedying, shall not perish,but shall dwell with Thee for everfar on high, in the joythat can alter never.
GLORY be to God on high,and peace on earth descend:God comes down, He bows the sky,and shows Himself our friend:God the invisible appears:God, the blest, the great I AM,sojourns in this vale of tears,and Jesus is His name.2 Him the angels all adored,their maker and their King;tidings of their humbled Lordthey now to mortals bring.Emptied of His majesty,of His dazzling glories shorn,being’s source begins to be,and God Himself is born!3 See the eternal Son of Goda mortal Son of man;dwelling in an earthly clod,whom heaven cannot contain.Stand amazed, ye heavens, at this!See the Lord of earth and skies;humbled to the dust He is,and in a manger lies.4 We, the sons of men, rejoice,the Prince of Peace proclaim;with heaven’s host lift up our voice,and shout Immanuel’s name:knees and hearts to Him we bow;of our flesh and of our bone,Jesus is our brother now,and God is all our own.
BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning,dawn on our darkness, and lend us your aid;star of the east, the horizon adorning;guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining;low lies His head with the beasts of the stall;angels adore Him in slumber reclining,maker, and monarch, and Saviour of all.3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,perfumes of Edom, and offerings divine,gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean,myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,vainly with gifts would His favour secure;richer by far is the heart’s adoration,dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,dawn on our darkness, and lend us your aid;star of the east, the horizon adorning,guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
THOU didst leave Thy throneand Thy kingly crown,when Thou camest to earth for me;but in Bethlehem’s homewas there found no roomfor Thy holy nativity:O come to my heart, Lord Jesus!there is room in my heart for Thee.2 Heaven’s arches rangwhen the angels sang,proclaiming Thy royal degree;but of lowly birthcam’st Thou, Lord, on earth,and in great humility:O come to my heart, Lord Jesus!there is room in my heart for Thee.3 Thou camest, O Lord,with the living word,that should set Thy people free;but, with mocking scorn,and with crown of thorn,they bore Thee to Calvary:O come to my heart, Lord Jesus!Thy cross is my only plea.4 When heaven’s arches ring,and her choirs shall sing,at Thy coming to victory,let Thy voice call me home,saying, ‘Yet there is room,there is room at My side for thee!’And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus,when Thou comest and callest for me.
CHRIST is come! Let earth adore Him;God appears in mortal frame.Saints and angels bow before Him,praise His high and holy Name.Word of our salvation’s story,helpless babe of human birth,Christ has laid aside His glory,born for us a child of earth.2 Christ is come and calls us to Him;here by faith behold your King;with the shepherds kneel to view Him,with the wise your treasures bring.Child today and man tomorrow,by His cross and crown of thornHe shall vanquish sin and sorrow,sing we then that Christ is born.3 Christ is come! Let all enthrone Him,every tongue declare His praise;every heart rejoice to own HimKing of everlasting days.Christ is come, our sure salvation,Christ the ransomed sinner’s friend,so with all His new creationsing the song that knows no end.
THOU who wast rich beyond all splendour,all for love’s sake becamest poor;thrones for a manger didst surrender,sapphire-paved courts for stable floor.Thou who wast rich beyond all splendour,all for love’s sake becamest poor.2 Thou who art God beyond all praising,all for love’s sake becamest man;stooping so low, but sinners raisingheavenwards by Thine eternal plan.Thou who art God beyond all praising,all for love’s sake becamest man.3 Thou who art love beyond all telling,Saviour and King, we worship Thee.Immanuel, within us dwelling,make us what Thou wouldst have us be.Thou who art love beyond all telling,Saviour and King, we worship Thee.