Hark, the Herald Angels Sing

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

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Hark!The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new born King!"

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, incarnate deity!
Pleased as man with us to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!
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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 we no more may die,
Born to raise each child of earth,
Born to give us second birth.
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How Great Thou Art

O Lord my God, When I in awe some wonder,
Consider all the words Thy hand hath made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy pow'r thro'out the universe displayed.

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Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.
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When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then shall I bow, in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, "My God, how great Thou art!"
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