1 Christ is born, go tell the story,
Tell the nations of His birth:
Tell them that the "Lord of glory"
Comes from Heav’n to dwell on earth:
Let the tidings
Fill the world with sacred mirth.

2 See, He lies in yonder manger:
"Prince of Life" His title is,
Midst His own, and yet a stranger,
All things seen and unseen His.
Yet neglected:
Wonder, O ye heav’ns, at this.

3 See fulfilled, prophetic vision,
"Unto us a child is born;"
Though an object of derision,
Though the theme of human scorn:
Yet His people
Hail His birth, and cease to mourn.

4 Hail Emmanuel, child of promise,
"Lord of all," in humble guise;
Long detained, and absent from us,
Come at length to bless our eyes:
Hail Emmanuel!
God the Savior, only wise!