Lo! Christ the Lord is born; The earth rejoices
And wakes to greet the morn, Jubilant voices
Uplift the joyous song, Which grateful hearts prolong
And join the angel throng, To praise the Lord

Let not the proud world's chin Again enslave thee;
He cometh now to reign, Cometh to save thee
And lift the contrite heart To praise the Lord
He knoweth what thou art, His word shall life impart

Come, see Him where He lies In manger lowly
And hear from radiant skies Bright angels holy;
He comes with blessed peace, To give our hearts release;
O may we never cease To praise the Lord

Soon may all hearts find rest, In Him confiding
And earth with love be blest, Strong and abiding
Then far o'er land and sea, From strife by Christ set free
Man's truest joy shall be To praise the Lord