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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 th'angelic hosts proclaim,
"Christ is born in Beth-le-hem!"
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Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King"
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Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ, the ever-las-ting Lord,
late in time behold him come,
offspring of the Virgin's womb:
veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
hail th'incarnate Deity,
pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emm-an-uel.
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Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King"
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Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteous-ness!
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 us sec-ond birth.
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Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King"