Words: Godfrey Thring, Hymns and Sacred Lyrics (London: Henry S. King, 1874), pages 33–34.
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Come, nations, come, and hail from far,
Come hail the long-expected Star,
For He who sprung from Jesse’s stem,
This day was born in Bethlehem.
Come, wandering pilgrims, join the throng,
And listen to the angel song,
Hark! as they chant the sweet refrain,
Peace on earth, good will toward men.
No voice more dear, no song more bright,
Than that the angels sang the night
That ushered in the joyous morn
On which the Prince of Peace was born.
Haste with the shepherds, haste away,
Haste see the place where Jesus lay,
And with the angels hovering there,
Sing praises in the midnight air.
Let Heav’n and earth in concert sing,
In carols to the newborn King,
Re-echoing still the sweet refrain,
Peace—peace on earth, good will toward men.