How Fair Upon The Mountains


How fair upon the mountains
The hasting feet which bring
Today the glorious tidings
Which o’er the earth shall ring.

He reigns, our blessed Savior,
He reigns, the King of Peace!
Today His heavenly mission
Begins and ne’er shall cease.

What though a newborn infant
He smiles on Mary’s breast?
He comes to free the people
With sin and woe oppressed.

He comes to break the fetters
Which bind the toiling slave
And bid from every hilltop
The flag of freedom wave.

Break forth, ye lofty mountains,
And ye, O little hills,
Pour out your deepest music,
And mingle, tinkling rills.

Let every voice in nature
Unite to swell the strain:
Today our blessed leader,
The Prince of Peace “doth reign.”