Hark the Herald Angels Sing / O Come All Ye Faithful - Blackmore's Night

Hark the herald angels sing

«Glory to the newborn 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 host proclaim:

«Christ is born in Bethlehem»

Hark!

The herald angels sing

«Glory to the newborn King!»

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 the incarnate Deity

Pleased as man with man to dwell

Jesus, our Emmanuel

Hark!

The herald angels sing

«Glory to the newborn King!»

Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace!

Hail the Son 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

Hark!

The herald angels sing

«Glory to the newborn King!»

Oh, come, all ye faithful,

Joyful and triumphant!

Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to Bethlehem;

Come and behold him

Born the king of angels:

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

Highest, most holy,

Light of light eternal,

Born of a virgin,

A mortal he comes;

Son of the Father

Now in flesh appearing!

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

Sing, choirs of angels,

Sing in exultation,

Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!

Glory to God

In the highest:

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

Yea, Lord, we greet thee,

Born this happy morning;

Jesus, to thee be glory given!

Word of the Father,

Now in flesh appearing!

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Oh, come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.