1 Hark, the hosts of heav’n are singing
Praises to their new-born Lord,
Strains of sweetest music flinging,
Not a note or word unheard.
2 On this night, all nights excelling,
God’s high praises sounded forth,
As their lowly flocks they tended,
Came new tidings from the skies.
3 All the hosts of heaven are chanting
Songs with power to stir and thrill,
And the universe is panting
Joy’s deep longings to fulfill.
4 On this day then through creation
Let the glorious hymn ring out;
Let men hail the great salvation,
“God with us,” with song and shout.
Source: Gloria Deo: a Collection of Hymns and Tunes for Public Worship in all Departments of the Church #130
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10258||Hark, The Hosts Of Heaven Are Singing||Hark, the hosts of Heaven are singing||ADORATION||Edward H. Plumptre||87.87|