Behold, the grace appears!
The promise is fulfilled;
Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears,

And Jesus is the Child.

The Lord, the highest God,

Calls Him His only Son;
He bids Him rule the lands abroad,
And gives Him David's throne.


O'er Jacob shall He reign
With a peculiar sway;

The nations shall His grace obtain,
His kingdom ne'er decay.


To bring the glorious news
A heav'nly form appears;
He tells the shepherds of their joys,

And banishes their fears.

"Go, humble swains," said he,

"To David's city fly;
The promised Infant born today
Doth in a manger lie."


"With looks and hearts serene,
Go visit Christ your King;

And straight a flaming troop was seen:
The shepherds heard them sing:


"Glory to God on high!
And heav'nly peace on earth;
Goodwill to men, to angels joy,

At the Redeemer's birth!"

In worship so divine,

Let saints employ their tongues;
With the celestial hosts we join,
And loud repeat their songs:


"Glory to God on high!
And heav'nly peace on earth;

Goodwill to men, to angels joy,
At our Redeemer's birth!"