O Let Your Mingling Voices Rise

O let your ming­ling voic­es rise

In grate­ful rap­ture to the skies

And hail a Sav­ior’s birth;

Let songs of joy the day pro­claim

When Je­sus all-tri­umph­ant came

To bless the sons of earth.

He comes to bid the wea­ry rest

To heal the sin­ner’s wound­ed breast

To bind the brok­en heart;

To spread the light of truth around

And to the world’s re­mot­est bound

The heav­en­ly gift im­part.

He comes our sink­ing souls to save

From sin

from sor­row

and the grave

And chase our fears away;

Triumphant ov­er death and time

To lead us to a hap­pi­er clime

Where reigns eter­nal day.

Then let your ming­ling voic­es rise

In grate­ful rap­ture to the skies

And hail a Sav­ior’s birth;

Let songs of joy the day pro­claim

When Je­sus all-trium­phant came

To bless the sons of earth.