All hail, ho­ly day!
We wel­come again
With grate­ful re­joic­ing the morn
Which brought the glad news
To Ju­dea’s plain
Of Je­sus—Im­ma­nu­el—born!
O won­der of won­ders,
The King sent His Son!
See God in a frail, help­less child!
Omnipotent Rul­er
And man­kind in One,
Jehovah with man re­con­ciled.

The an­gels an­nounce
The tid­ings, and laud
The De­ity’s wond­er­ful birth,
Which brings hope to man,
New glo­ry to God,
Good will, peace and joy to the earth.
And down through the ag­es
Still sounds the re­frain,
The chor­us by an­gels begun;
Earth ech­oes to Hea­ven
The glo­ri­ous strain:
Sing praise to the in­car­nate Son!

See shep­herds and kings
The Christ-child sur­round,
And to Him their of­fer­ings bring;
With faith now made sight,
They hum­bly bow down,
Revering their Sav­ior and King;
Our gifts we now bring Him,
And hearts’ ear­nest plea,
With love’s grate­ful tears in our eyes,
We wor­ship the King,
Down on love’s bend­ed knee,
A gift He will ne­ver des­pise.