1 The mighty Savior comes from Heav’n,
He comes to save a world forgiv’n:
Hark! angels sing, and heavenly light
Shines round the shepherds in the night.
2 As glides His wingèd herald near,
The trembling shepherds shrink with fear;
"Fear not," he cries, while love and grace
Beam from his Heaven-illumined face.
3 Glad tidings of great joy he tells,
That He in whom all fullness dwells,
The Son of God, from Heaven come down,
Is born this day in David’s town.
4 He speaks, and lo! a heavenly throng
Gives praise to God in holy song;
And, as they touch their golden lyres,
This glorious theme their hymn inspires.
5 The shepherds joined, with wondering gaze
And faltering voice, the song of praise;
And straight to Bethl’hem sped away,
To where their infant Savior lay.
6 So now let us, with heart and voice,
In God, our hope and strength, rejoice;
For evermore with praise adore
The Son, who all our sorrows bore.
7 His just commands let us fulfill,
And, true to death, obey Him still;
Then God, to do whose will He died,
Shall see it, and be satisfied.
8 And graciously, when life is past,
Will call us home to Heav’n at last;
Meanwhile our voices here we raise,
To join His angels’ song of praise.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #16799
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