THE ANGELS' SONG
Reading edition
"Hark!" the herald angels cry Leaning from the starry sky, "In a manger Christmas morn Christ the baby King is born!" Near Him stand the lowly kine, O'er her little babe divine Mother Mary bends her face Full of wonder, tender grace. Kneeling are the Wise Men Three, Silent in humility. In the humble wooden stall Sleeps the baby King of all. On the straw that warms His bed Shines the halo 'round His head, Like a little candle's light Making all the stable bright. Hark! the dewy Heavens ring With the song the Angels sing, "In a manger Christmas morn Christ the baby King is born!"