Joyful angels around the Infant King

Ode to God's only Son in chorus sing

Yonder He lies; one day peace He will bring



To a weary world filled with scattered sheep

On journeys from valleys to mountains steep



Teetering with clumsy foot on their way

Hovering for safety, sadly they bray

Each one meanders being devil's  prey



We can rejoice, the Son of God appears

Ordained by God, we can't believe our ears

Resounding exultation amid cheers

Loudly praising, joy can't hold back the tears

Declaring the Babe's music of the spheres.