We wish you all a hap­py day,
This beau­ti­ful Christ­mas morn­ing!
So bright­ly shines the sun’s clear ray,
This beau­ti­ful Christ­mas morn­ing!
For this was the morn when the Day Star rose,
To light the way from all our woes,
And hea­ven­ly light and joy dis­close,
One beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing.

A mer­ry Christ­mas to you all,
This beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing!
Good will to men, the an­gels’ call,
One beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing!
And who should be mer­ry and glad to­day,
But those whose guilt is washed away?
With plea­sure, we hail thy peace­ful ray,
O beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing.

On Beth­l’hem’s plains the she­pherds watched,
One beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing!
Where si­lent lay the slum­ber­ing flock,
That beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing!
When sud­den­ly all the bright an­gel throng
Sang in the sky, their Christ­mas song,
Sang Glory to God, good will to men!
That beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing.

On Beth­l’hem’s plains we can­not lie,
This beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing!
Nor view the angel host on high,
This beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing!
But joy­ful­ly we our sweet of­fer­ing bring,
Of praise, to hail the new­born King,
In Beth­le­hem born, His praise we sing,
This beau­ti­ful Chris­tmas morn­ing.