1. Wake, O my soul and hail the morn, For unto us a Saviour's born; See, how the angels wing their way, To usher in the glorious day. 2. Hark! what sweet music, what a song Sounds from the bright celestial throng: Sweet song, whose melting sounds impart Joy to each raptured, lit'ning heart. 3. Come, join the angels in the sky, Glory to God who reigns on high; Let peace and love on earth abound, While time revolves, and years roll round.