Words: , in The Wells of Sal­va­tion, ed­it­ed by John R. Swe­ney and (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1881).

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The evergreen branches are waving around us,
And sweetly our carols in harmony ring,
While here we are gathered to welcome with rapture
The birth of our Savior, Redeemer, and King.

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Hark! the music of the angels
Floating onward still we hear;
Blessèd music, sweetest chorus
Ever sung to mortal ear.

How graciously favored the shepherds of Judah,
Who guarded their flocks on that wonderful morn,
When legions descended, proclaiming the tidings
That Jesus, the promised Redeemer, was born.

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How humble His birthplace, how lowly His cradle,
O tender compassion, O infinite love!
The Son of the Highest our nature assuming
That we might inherit the mansions above.

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The sweet chiming bells with our carols are blending,
A glad, merry Christmas they joyfully ring.
While here we are gathered to welcome with rapture
The birth of our Savior, Redeemer, and King.

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