Hark! angels delighted proclaim the glad news, While shepherds benighted the wonder reviews; How sweet were the tidings on this blessed morn, When Christ our Saviour was in Bethlehem born! All glory, &c. The wise men directed to that happy place, With joy and with wonder beheld his dear face; They worshipp’d the Saviour whom angels adore, And bowing before Him, presented their store. All glory, &c. While we the glad story repeat in our verse, May each of us glory his deeds to rehearse; And shout out “Salvation to Jesus belongs!” Till each list’ning nation re-echoes our songs. All glory, &c. 7. God rest you merry gentlemen! Let nothing you dismay! Remember Christ the Saviour Was born on Christmas day, To save poor souls from Satan’s power, Who had long time gone astray, From God, that is our Father, The blessed angels came, Unto some certain shepherds, With tidings of the same, That there was born in Bethlehem The Son of God by name. “Go, fear not,” said God’s angels, “Let nothing you affright, For there is born in Bethlehem, Of a pure Virgin bright, One able to advance you, And throw down Satan quite.” The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest storms of wind, And straight they came to Bethlehem, The Son of God to find. With sudden joy and gladness The shepherds were beguil’d To see the Babe of Israel Before his mother mild; O then with joy and cheerfulness Rejoice each mother’s child! God bless the ruler of this house, And send him long to reign, And many a merry Christmas May he live to see again, Among your friends and kindred, That live both far and near, And may God send you a happy new year! 8. The first good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of ONE,— To see her own Son Jesus Sucking at her breast-bone. Sucking at her breast-bone, good Lord; And blessed may we be! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To all eternity. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of TWO,— To see her own Son Jesus Christ Making the lame to go, Good Lord, &c. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of THREE,— To see her own Son Jesus Christ Making the blind to see, Good Lord, &c. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of FOUR,— To see her own Son Jesus Christ Reading the Bible o’er; Reading the Bible o’er, good Lord, &c. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of FIVE,— To see her own Son Jesus Christ Making the dead to live; Making the dead to live, good Lord, &c.