Sing, O Children, Sing with Gladness

Sing

O child­ren

sing with glad­ness

Raise your hap­pi­est

nob­lest strain;

Sing the prais­es of your Sav­ior

Come from Heav’n to earth as man.

Him let all your voic­es hon­or

All your songs ex­alt His name;

Tell how He came down from Heav­en

Saving men from sin and shame.

Once He tast­ed death for all men—

He of all man­kind the head

Spotless He among the sin­ful

Lord of Life among the dead.

Well He wrought our full sal­va­tion

And the cap­tor cap­tive led

Till through­out the wide cre­ation

All things hail Him as their head.

Now in Heav­en

yet ever near us

From the Fa­ther’s throne He views

All things ga­thered and com­plet­ed—

All His ran­somed ones He knows.

When the crown of His do­min­ion

He be­fore the throne shall cast

Then through­out the wide cre­ation

Heav’n and earth be one at last.