Hark! Hark! What News The Angels Bring
Composer(s): William Sandys



Hark, Hark! what news the Angels bring
Glad tidings of a new-born King
Who is the Saviour of mankind
In whom we may salvation find

This is the day, the blessed morn
The Saviour of mankind was born
Born of a maid, a Virgin pure
Born without sin, from guilt secure

Hail, blessed Virgin, full of grace!
Blessed above all mortal race
Whose blessed womb brought forth in one
A God, A Savior, and a Son

A perfect God, a perfect man
A mystery which no man can
Attain to, tho' he's e'er so wise
Till he ascent above the skies

Arise, my soul, and then, my voice
In hymns of praise early rejoice
His fame extol and magnify
Upon those errands Angels fly

As Angels sung at Jesus' birth
Sure we have greater cause for mirth
For why, it was for our sake
Christ did our human nature take

Dear Christ, thou didst thyself debase
Thus to descent to human race
And leave thy Father's throne above
Lord, what could move thee to this love?

Man that was made out of the dust
He found a paradise at first
But see the God of Heaven and earth
Laid in a manger at his birth

Surely the manger where he lies
Doth figure out his sacrifice
And by his birth all men may see
A pattern of humility

Stupendous Babe! my God and King
Thy praises I will ever sing
In joyful accents raise my voice
And in my praise of God rejoice

My soul, learn by thy Saviour's birth
For to debase thyself on earth
That I may be exalted high
To live with him eternally

I am resolved whilst here I live
As I'm in duty bound, to give
All glory to the Deity
One God alone in persons three