Good News from Heaven the Angels Bring

Good news from Heav’n the an­gels bring

Glad tid­ings to the earth they sing:

To us this day a Child is giv’n

To crown us with the joy of Heav’n.

This is the Christ

our God and Lord

Who in all need shall aid af­ford;

He will Him­self our Sav­ior be

From all our sins to set us free.

To us that bless­ed­ness He brings

From which the Fa­ther’s boun­ty springs;

That in the heav­en­ly realm we may

With Him enj­oy eter­nal day.

All hail

Thou no­ble Guest

this morn

Whose love did not the sin­ner scorn:

In my dis­tress Thou com’st to me

What thanks shall I re­turn to Thee?

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.

Ah

dear­est Je­sus

ho­ly Child

Make Thee a bed

soft

un­de­filed

Within my heart

that it may be

A quiet cham­ber kept 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.