Hark, the Heav’nly Voices Sing

Hark

the heav’n­ly voic­es sing

Glory to a Sav­ior king.

Glad ho­san­nas sang the an­gels;

O

how pre­cious was the mes­sage:

Peace on earth

good will tow’rd men

Peace on earth

good will tow’rd men!

Why should Je­sus come to earth

Taking such a hu­mble birth

In a man­ger as a strang­er

Come so low­ly

yet so ho­ly

Come to set His peo­ple free

Come to set His peo­ple free?

Said the shep­herds

won­der­ing men:

Let us go to Beth­le­hem.

There they found Him in a man­ger

Found the bless­èd lit­tle Strang­er;

He

the Sav­ior of the world

He

the Sav­ior of the world.

Then to seek the Prince of Peace

Came the wise men from the east

Myrrh and gold

sweet frank­in­cense

All had brought Him

cost­ly pre­sents;

Gifts of love were all of these

Gifts of love were all of these.

What does Je­sus ask of me?

Free will of­fer­ing it must be.

All my heart and all my pow­ers

All my days and all my hours.

Here I give my­self to Thee

Here I give my­self to Thee.