1. O Christians, with triumphant glee, Exalt your Benefactor's Name; Today, with love and mercy free, The Father's well-beloved came. For you upon this blessed morn, Of Virgin Mother undefiled, An Infant all Divine is born, And God becomes a little Child. 2. In Him eternal power and might To human weakness hath inclined, And brightened with transcendent light The low estate of lost mankind; Appearing in such humble guide, A servant's form the Master wears, Yet see what beams of glory rise, E'en from His poverty and tears! 3. No palace hath He but a shed, No cradle but a manger mean: Yet o'er that peerless Infant's Head A new and wondrous star is seen. The precious tidings of His Birth By angels unto man are given, To Him they chant with holy mirth, "Glory to God in highest heaven!" 4. From fallen man, the Lord above His anger sore hath turned away: Henceforth His blessed peace and love Shall rule the earth with gentle sway. Then, Christian men, with one accord, In that angelic strain unite, And welcome your Incarnate Lord, Made manifest to mortal sight. 5. With Monarchs from the East draw near, And glorify the Infant King; To Him a fitting tribute bear, True hearts, above all, offering. For more He loved to behold Hearts filled with Faith and Charity, Than gifts of frankincense and gold From distant shores of Araby.