December 15, 2005
Have
faith in God –
The answer to life’s quest;
Have faith in God –
The first, the last, the best;
Have faith in God –
And leave to Him the rest.
Have faith, dear friend, in God.
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Charles Wesley, 1707-1788
"But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you will come for me one who will be ruler over Israel, whose origins are from of old, from ancient times." Micah 5:2.
Christmas carols as we know them now were abolished by the English Puritan
parliament in 1627 because they were a part of a "worldly festival",
which they considered the celebration of Christmas to be. As a result, there was
a scarcity of Christmas hymns and carols in the 17th and early 18th Centuries.
Charles Wesley's "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing" was one of the few
written during this period. Wesley's fine text and the melody by master composer
Felix Mendelsohn have given this hymn its great popularity and its standing as
a classic among Christmas songs.
Like many of Charles Wesley's more than 6,500 hymns, this
text clearly presents biblical doctrine in poetic language. The first stanza
describes the song of the angels outside Bethlehem with an invitation to join
them in praise of Christ. The following verses present the truths of the virgin
birth, Christ's deity, the immortality of the soul, the new birth, and a prayer
for the transforming power of Christ in our lives.
For more than 200 years, believers have been enlightened and
blessed by the picturesque manner in which Charles Wesley has retold the truths
of our Savior's birth
Hark! The herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!”
Joyful, all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With th’ angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!”
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”
Christ, by highest heav’n adored;
Christ the everlasting Lord;
Late in time, behold Him come,
Offspring of a virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
Hail th’ incarnate Deity,
Pleased with us in flesh to dwell,
Jesus our Emmanuel.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”
Hail the heav’nly Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris’n with healing in His wings.
Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die.
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”
Come, Desire of nations, come,
Fix in us Thy humble home;
Rise, the woman’s conqu’ring Seed,
Bruise in us the serpent’s head.
Adam's likeness now efface,
Stamp Thine image in its place:
Second Adam from above,
Reinstate us in Thy love.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”