Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; You shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.@Luke 2:10–12

Elliot Stock, in A Selection of One Hundred Tunes Composed by Josiah Booth (London: Simpkin, Marshall, Hamilton, Kent & Company, 1909), number 76.

Bunessan Gaelic tune (🔊 pdf nwc).

Down from Heav’n winging,
Angels come singing,
Joyous news bringing
Of Christ our Lord.
All ye confiding
In love unchiding,
Hail this good tiding
Of Christ our Lord.

Ye who in sadness,
Mourning sin’s madness,
Dare not in gladness
Welcome your Lord;
Leave the world’s Babel,
Seek this poor stable—
Ah! ’tis no fable—
Come, see your Lord.

Sinful and holy,
Great ones and lowly,
Yield your hearts wholly
Unto the Lord.
So life’s brief training,
In love unfeigning,
Ends in Heav’n gaining
Through Christ our Lord.

Learn what rich blessing,
Past all our guessing,
Comes through confessing
Jesus our Lord;
And, ever praising,
Love so amazing,
Join now in raising
Songs to our Lord.