The Prince of Peace

For He is the Prince of Peace
Glory to the newborn King

Join the triumph of the skies
And that every child is ours
And His Kingdom is at hand
Joyful all ye nations rise
Glory to the newborn King

That a King is born in Bethlehem
With the heavenly host proclaim

Let the bells ring out these tidings
Where a mother holds her newborn
Hark, the herald angels sing
Peace on earth and mercy mild
And He dreams of hopes unspoken
God and sinners reconciled
There's a clearing by a stream
When the tears of man will cease

Let it echo across the land
In the middle of a forest
And His mother holds Him closer
As it looks upon the stars
And the child begins to dream
Where a mother holds her newborn
Let the world rejoice together
Knowing every man's our brother
Hark, the herald angels sing
Christ is born in Bethlehem