Me thinks I see an heavenly host
Me thinks I hear their cheerful notes
so merrily they sing, so merrily they sing.
Let all your fears be banished
as the tidings I proclaim,
For there's a Saviour born today,
And let your wandering steps be squared
Seek not in courts or palaces
Your royal pageant straw,
But search the stable, see your God
Then when from fancy rural
the meekness of your God,
Who left the boundless realms of joy
to ransom you with blood,
refused a more harmonious price,
A generous soul of savage mold,
O joyly tenants of the stall,
Hey, your obeisance on your knees
unanimously fall, unanimously fall.
The royal guest you entertain
I am the God of heaven and earth,
The God of heaven and earth.
Then suddenly a heavenly host
Around the shepherds thronged,
Exalting in the threefold God,
And thus addressed their song,
And thus addressed their song,
To God the Father, Christ the Son,
The first and last, the last and first,