Hark! how the bells at midnight hour,
Telling their tale from tower to tower,
Bringing glad tidings to the morn,
Merrily are ringing,
Christ is born.
Hark to the songs of heavenly love
Angels are hymning from above;
Hark! as again we hear them sing,
Glory in the highest; Christ is King!
Hail to the King! who comes so meek,
Hail to the Child! so poor, so weak,
Hail to the Son! our God, the Word,
Alleluia! praise ye Christ, the Lord.
Come, Christians, come and joyous greet
Jesus, the Child; with welcome meet;
Bringing salvation, born for you—
Laud Him then with hearts and voices true.