Hark! the herald angels sing Lyrics

Hark! the herald angels sing,
  "Glory to the new-born King;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild;
  God and sinners reconciled."
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
  Join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic hosts proclaim,
  "Christ is born in Bethlehem."

Christ, by highest heav'n 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 man to dwell,
  Jesus our Immanuel.

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
  Hail the Sun of righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
  Ris'n 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.

Come, Desire of nations, come!
  Fix in us Thy humble home:
Rise, the woman's conqu'ring seed,
  Bruise in us the serpent's head;
Adam's likeness now efface,
  Stamp Thine image in its place:
Final Adam from above,
  Reinstate us in Thy love.