FELIX MENDELSSOHN-BARTHOLDY (1809-1847), 1846.
1. HARK, the her- ald an-gels sing, "Glory to the new-born King! Peace on earth, and mer-cy mild,
2 Christ, by highest Heaven adored!
Christ, the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of a Virgin's womb!
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail, th' incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel.
3 Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace!
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Risen 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.
To this darksome wilderness!
He has come, the Prince of Peace;
Come to bid our sorrows cease;
Come to scatter, with His light,
All the shadows of our night.
3 Yea, Lord, we bless Thee,
Born for our salvation;
Jesus, forever be Thy Name adored;
Word of the Father,
Now in flesh appearing:
O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
Unknown Author, of uncertain date Tr. by Rev. Frederick Oakeley (1802-1880), 1841. Ab. and alt
FELIX MENDELSSOHN-BARTHOLDY (1809-1847), 1846.
1. HARK, the her- ald an-gels sing, "Glory to the new-born King! Peace on earth, and mer-cy mild,
2 Christ, by highest Heaven adored!
Christ, the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of a Virgin's womb!
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail, th' incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel.
3 Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace!
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Risen 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.
To this darksome wilderness !
He has come, the Prince of Peace;
Come to bid our sorrows cease;
Come to scatter, with His light,
All the shadows of our night.
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