Hail, sweet Babe, so pure and ho­ly!
Hail, fair Son of Ma­ry blest!
Royal in­fant in a man­ger,
Thou art gent­ly laid to rest.
Filled with awe and ten­der rap­ture,
Tears of joy Thy mo­ther weeps,
Through the night Thy fos­ter father
By Thee faith­ful vi­gil keeps.

Peace on earth, good will from Hea­ven,
Reaching far as man is found;
Man re­deemed and sin for­giv­en;
Hear the gold­en harps re­sound.
Christ is born, the great An­oint­ed,
Heaven and earth glad wel­come sing.
Hail! Lord Christ, the God ap­point­ed
As our pro­phet, priest and king.

Let us sing the won­drous sto­ry
Of our great Re­deem­er’s birth,
That the bright­ness of His glo­ry
Spread and cov­er all the earth;
Born to reign, let all adore Him,
All cre­ation praise its Lord,
May we ev­er sing be­fore Him,
Glory be to God on high!