Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconcile Joyful all ye nations rise, join the triumph of the skies With angelic hosts proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King Angels we have heard on high, sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply, echoing their joyous strains (Ooos) Glo-o-o-o-o-ohhh, o-o-o-o-ohhh, o-o-o-o-ohhh-ria In excelsis deo Glo-o-o-o-o-ohhh, o-o-o-o-ohhh, o-o-o-o-ohhh-ria In excelsis deo Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Son of Righteousness Light and life to all He brings, risen with healing in His wings Mild He lays His glory by, born that man no more may die Born to raise the sons of earth, born to give them second birth Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the new born King (Ooos) Glo-o-o-o-o-ohhh, o-o-o-o-ohhh, o-o-o-o-ohhh-ria In excelsis deo Glo-o-o-o-o-ohhh, o-o-o-o-ohhh, o-o-o-o-ohhh-ria In excelsis deo (Ooos)