Tune Your Harps For Holy Song

Tune your harps for holy song,
Echoes soft the notes prolong,
Heav’nly joy thy soul possess,
Christ is born a world to bless;
Joyful strains of triumph wake,
Stilly night’s rapt silence break;
Sound the trump with loud acclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem!

See! the heavens open wide,
Glory streams a golden tide;
Seraphs throng the shining stairs,
Morn her fragrant incense bears.
Angel fingers sweep the lyres,
Earth relights her altar fires;
Sing loud anthems to His Name,
Christ is born in Bethlehem!

Alleluia! greet the dawn,
“Unto us a Child is born,”
Songs on high, and praise on earth
Wait upon the Saviour’s birth;
Stars of morn in chorus sing,
Earth and sky with rapture ring;
Promised Branch of Jesse’s stem,
Hail the Babe of Bethlehem!

With the Angel’s welcome bring
Endless praise to Christ our King;
Carol songs around the earth,
Triumph in a Sovereign’s birth.
Glad the Star to men of old,
Bright the Light we now behold;
Strike your harps, this day proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem!