The ev­er­green branch­es are wav­ing around us,
And sweet­ly our ca­rols in har­mo­ny ring,
While here we are ga­thered to wel­come with rap­ture
The birth of our Sav­ior, Re­deem­er, and king.

Refrain

Hark! the mu­sic of the an­gels
Floating on­ward still we hear;
Blessèd mu­sic, sweet­est cho­rus
Ever sung to mor­tal ear.

How gra­cious­ly fa­vored the shep­herds of Ju­dah,
Who guard­ed their flocks on that won­der­ful morn,
When le­gions des­cend­ed, pro­claim­ing the tid­ings
That Je­sus, the pro­mised Re­deem­er, was born.

Refrain

How hum­ble His birth­place, how low­ly His cra­dle,
O ten­der com­pas­sion, O in­fi­nite love!
The Son of the High­est our na­ture as­sum­ing
That we might in­her­it the man­sions above.

Refrain

The sweet chim­ing bells with our ca­rols are blend­ing,
A glad, mer­ry Christ­mas they joy­ful­ly ring.
While here we are ga­thered to wel­come with rap­ture
The birth of our Sav­ior, Re­deem­er, and king.

Refrain