Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born king,
Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled",
Joyful all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies,
With angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem",
Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born king".

Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ, the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the Virgin's womb,
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail th'incarnate Deity,
Pleased with us in flesh to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel,
Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born king".

Hark how the bells,
Sweet silver bells,
All seem to say,
Throw cares away.


Christmas is here,
Bringing good cheer,
To young and old,
Meek and the bold.


Ding dong,
That is the song,
With joyful ring,
All carolling.


One seems to hear,
Words of good cheer,
From everywhere,
Filling the air.


Oh, how they pound,
Raising their sound,
O'er hill and dale,
Telling their tale.


Gaily they ring,
While people sing,
Songs of good cheer,
Christmas is here.


Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas,
Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas.


On on they send,
On without end,
Their joyful tone,
To every home.


Ah, ah, Ah, ah.


Hark how the bells,
Sweet silver bells,
All seem to say,
Throw cares away.


Christmas is here,
Bringing good cheer,
To young and old,
Meek and the bold.


Ding dong,
That is the song,
With joyful ring,
All carolling.


One seems to hear,
Words of good cheer,
From everywhere,
Filling the air.


Gaily they ring,
While people sing,
Songs of good cheer,
Christmas is here.


Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas,
Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas.