Joy to the world! the Saviour reigns: Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, No more let sin and sorrow grow, He rules the world with truth and grace, HARK, HOW ALL THE WELKIN CHARLES WESLEY. From his Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739. ARK, how all the welkin rings! HA Glory to the King of kings! Peace on earth and mercy mild, Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; Christ the Lord is born to-day! HARK, HOW ALL THE WELKIN RINGS! Christ, by highest Heaven adored; Pleased as man with men to appear, Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace! Come, Desire of nations, come, Now in mystic union join Thine to ours, and ours to Thine! Adam's likeness, Lord, efface; 67 Let us Thee, though lost, regain, HARK, THE GLAD SOUND! PHILIP DODDRIDGE, D.D., died 1751. HARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes, Let every heart prepare a throne, On Him the Spirit, largely poured, Exerts its sacred fire; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, He comes, the prisoners to release, The gates of brass before Him burst, He comes, from thickest films of vice And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial day. OH, HOW WONDROUS IS THE STORY! He comes, the broken heart to bind, His silver trumpets publish loud Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 69 OH, HOW WONDROUS IS THE STORY! HANNAH MORE, born 1745, died 1833 H, how wondrous is the story Of our blest Redeemer's birth! See, the mighty Lord of glory Hear with transport, every creature,-- Comes to pardon our transgression, Like a cloud our sins to blot; Comes to His own favored nation, But His own receive Him not. If the angels who attended To declare the Saviour's birth, Who from heaven with songs descended To proclaim good-will on earth, — If, in pity to our blindness, They had brought the pardon needed, Still Jehovah's wondrous kindness Had our warmest hopes exceeded. If some prophet had been sent With salvation's joyful news, Who that heard the blest event Could their warmest love refuse? But 'twas He to whom in heaven None but He who did create us Could redeem from sin and hell; None but He could reinstate us In the rank from which we fell. |