Hark! hark!???the notes of joy Roll o???er the heavenly plains, And seraphs find employ For their sublimest strains; Some new delight in heaven is known, Loud sound the harps around the throne. Hark! hark!???the sounds draw nigh, The joyful hosts descend; Jesus forsakes the sky, To earth His footsteps bend; He comes to bless our fallen race; He comes with messages of grace. Bear, bear the tidings round; Let every mortal know What love in God is found, What pity He can show; Ye winds that blow! ye waves that roll! Bear the glad news from pole to pole. Strike, strike the harps again, To great Immanuel???s Name; Arise, ye sons of men! And all His grace proclaim; Angels and men! wake every string ???Tis God the Savior???s praise we sing.