1 Listen to the wondrous story.
Jesus left His throne on high;
He, the Lord of life and glory,
Came to dwell on earth and die.
Prophets thro' the long past ages,
From Creation's early dawn,
Christ foretold in sacred pages,
Shadowing forth a glorious morn.
2 Like a vein of metal golden,
Through the Holy books it ran;
First obscured in language olden,
Then a promise clear to man.
"Unto us a child is given,"
Formed like us in mortal mould;
Sinless as the hosts of heaven,
Jesus, Shepherd of the fold.
3 Seraphs bright on high adore Him
In the crystal paven street;
Cast their glittering crowns before Him
At the blessed Saviour's feet.
He has closed hell's yawning portals,
Opening wide the gates of heaven;
He has won for sinful mortals
Peace, the peace of the forgiven.