Awake, arise, be­hold the day,
The birth­day of the Son of God!
Come, sin­ners, now no more de­lay,
But seek re­demp­tion in His blood.

Oh! what a con­des­cend­ing grace!
He left His Fa­ther’s throne above;
Came down to save the hu­man race,
With bow­els filled with end­less love.

The hea­ven­ly an­gels, with the news,
Came to the shep­herds for to tell:
This day is born among the Jews,
God’s Son, the Prince Im­ma­nu­el.

Oh! how the shep­herds did re­joice,
At the glad tid­ings of our king:
And straight they heard a joy­ful noise,
The choirs of hea­venly an­gels sing.

All glo­ry be to God on high,
Who pi­tied sin­ful men for­lorn;
Peace be on earth, good will to men,
The Sav­ior of the world is born.