If angels on that sacred morn, the Saviour of this world was born, Pour’d forth their grateful songs; Much more should we of human race adore the wonders of his grace To whom that grace belongs! Cho: O then let, &c. How wonderful, how vast His love, who left the shining realms above, Those happy seats of rest! How much of human kind he bore, their peace and pardon to restore, Can never be express’d! Cho: O then let, &c. 30. Shepherds keeping watch by night, saw around a glorious light; Heard an angel thence proclaim,—“Christ is born in Bethlehem.” Soon a bright and heavenly throng, “Glory to the Almighty” sung. “Peace on earth, good-will to men, Christ is born in Bethlehem!” Joyful tidings to mankind, richest grace they now may find; Children all his grace may claim: “Christ is born in Bethlehem.” O how great his grace and love, thus to leave his throne above; Thus to bear our guilt and shame, and be born in Bethlehem! 31. Bright and joyful is the morn, for “to us a Child is born;” From the highest realms of heaven, “Unto us a Son is given.” “On his shoulders he shall bear,” power and majesty;—and wear “On his vesture and his thigh,” names most awful, names most high. Wonderful in Counsel, He—the Incarnate Deity; Sire of ages, ne’er to cease, King of Kings and Prince of Peace. Come and worship at his feet, yield to Him the homage meet; From his manger to his throne, homage due to God alone. 32. Christ is born! go tell the story; tell the nations of his birth; Tell them that the “Lord of Glory” comes from heaven to dwell on earth: Let the tidings fill the world with sacred mirth! See, He lies in yonder manger; “Prince of Life” his Title is; ’Midst his own, and yet a stranger, all things seen, and unseen, his; Yet neglected—Wonder, O ye heavens, at this! See fulfill’d prophetic vision, “Unto us a Child is born.” Tho’ an object of derision, tho’ the theme of human scorn: Yet his people hail his birth, and cease to mourn. 33. Sing, ye ransomed nations, sing praises to our new-born King! Son of Man our Saviour is, Lord of Hosts and Prince of Peace. Lo, He lays his glories by! emptied of his Majesty, See, the God who all things made, humbly in a manger laid! Let us then our peace proclaim, let us chant Emmanuel’s name; Publish, at his wondrous birth, praise in heaven and peace on earth. 34. The King of Glory sends his Son, to make his entrance on this earth! Behold the midnight bright as noon, and heavenly hosts declare his birth!