Mortals! awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay; Love, joy, and gratitude combine To hail the auspicious day. | 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And swept the sounding lyre. | 3 The theme, the song, the joy was new To each angelic tongue; Swift through the realms of light it flew, And loud the echo rung. | 4 Down through the portals of the sky The pealing anthem ran, And angels flew with eager joy To bear the news to man. | 5 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song, Peace and salvation swell the note Of all the heavenly throng. | 6 With joy the chorus we’ll repeat, “Glory to God on high! Good will and peace are now complete— Jesus was born to die!” | 7 Hail, Prince of life! for ever hail! Redeemer—brother—friend! Though earth, and time, and life shall fail, Thy praise shall never end. | |