A sound of singing fills the air
in praise of all that God has done,
who sent, our human life to share,
his Son, his own beloved Son;
the Prince of life the Father gave,
a wayward world to seek and save.
The sovereign King of all the earth,
and Lord of all the worlds there are,
he chose, as emblems of his birth,
a stable and a shining star:
within a manger-bed to lie,
whose fingers formed the starry sky.
He came, the Father's final Word,
from that celestial throne above;
a child, and yet creation's Lord,
to show the human face of Love:
the love of god to earth come down,
who chose the cross before the crown.
So lift our songs to fill the skies!
From manger-crib and cattle-stall,
from cross and grave, behold him rise,
the high-ascended Lord of all,
whose praise the whole creation sings,
as Lord of lords and King of kings!