Hark! the mighty tones sublime, Trumpet tongues of olden time- Breathing on the silent air, Shouting glory everywhere! Hark! again their joyful sound Rings afar, the earth around; While a vast, adoring throng Catch the strain and join the song. Refrain Unto us a Child is giv'n; Open now the gates of Heav'n; Eden lost, to man restored, Thro' the birth of Christ the Lord. Mourning captive, cease thy tears; Lo! the promised day appears, Thro' the misty veil of night, Bursting in a flood of light; Oh, what wondrous things are done By the Father, thro' the Son! Oh, the smile of pard'ning grace, Beaming in the Savior's face. Refrain Now with healing in her wings, Hark! a white robed angel sings: "Mortals, from the realms above I have borne my harp of love; Hallelujah! sing with me; Hail your greatest jubilee! Sing, in purest, sweetest lays, On this holy day of days." Refrain