1 Children, sing a Christmas carol;
Sing how shining angels came,
Once in glorious white apparel,
Jesus’ coming to proclaim;
How the distant hills resounded,
Echoing back th’angelic song!
How the shepherds were astounded,
As the music rolled along!
2 Ah! no more the lowly manger
Pillows that dear sacred head;
Beams no more that starry stranger
That the eastern sages led;
But we’ll tell the pleasing story
To the agèd and the young,
And we’ll sing that "Glory! Glory!"
That the herald angels sung.
3 Tho’ no sudden light burst o’er us,
Such as shone on Bethlehem’s plain,
We can join the heavenly chorus,
"Peace on earth, good-will to men";
Sing we then the glad hosanna,
Sing of Him who reigns above;
Praise to Jesus for His banner
O’er the children waves in love.