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| Hark! the herald angels sing, 
 
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|  | 1. | 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 angelic hosts proclaim, | 
|  |  | "Christ is born in Bethlehem." | 
|  |  | (Repeat the last two lines) | 
|  | 2. | Christ, by highest heav'n adored, | 
|  |  | Christ, the everlasting Lord: | 
|  |  | Late in time behold Him come, | 
|  |  | Offspring of a virgin's womb. | 
|  |  | Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, | 
|  |  | Hail th' incarnate Deity! | 
|  |  | Pleased as man with man to dwell, | 
|  |  | Jesus our Immanuel. | 
|  | 3. | Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace! | 
|  |  | Hail the Sun of righteousness! | 
|  |  | Light and life to all He brings, | 
|  |  | Ris'n 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. | 
|  | 4. | Come, Desire of nations, come! | 
|  |  | Fix in us Thy humble home: | 
|  |  | Rise, the woman's conjuring seed, | 
|  |  | Bruise in us the serpent's head; | 
|  |  | Adam's likeness now efface, | 
|  |  | Stamp Thine image in its place: | 
|  |  | Final Adam from above, | 
|  |  | Reinstate us in Thy love. |