Good news from heaven the angels bring,
Glad tidings to the earth they sing
To us this day a Child is given
To crown us with the joy of heaven,
This is the Christ, our God and Lord
Who in all need shall aid afford
He will himself our Savior be
And from our sins will set us free.
All hail, thou noble Guest this morn
Whose love did not the sinner scorn
In my distress thou come'st to me,
What thanks shall I return to thee?
This is the Christ, our God and Lord
Who in all need shall aid afford
He will himself our Savior be
And from our sins shall set us free.
Were earth a thousand times as fair,
Beset with gold and jewels rare
She yet were far too poor to be
A narrow cradle, Lord, for thee...
Praise God upon his heavenly throne
Who gave to us His only son
For this His hosts on joyful wing
A blest New Year of mercy sing.
This is the Christ, our God and Lord
Who in all need shall aid afford
He will himself our savior be
And from our sins will set us free.
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