Angel hosts in bright array

1 Angel hosts in bright array,
Stars their night-watch keeping,
Earthward wend their silent way,
While the world lies sleeping.
Through the wintry clouds they gilde,
On through portal hoary,
Where, the ox and ass beside,
Lies the Babe of Glory.

Chorus:
Ring the bells, and sound the horn!
Shout with exultation!
Christ the Lord today is born
For the world's salvation!

2 All unseen by mortal eye,
Reverent and lowly;
Prostrate there, they laud on high
Him, the Infant Holy;
From their lips celestial rise
Sounds, with joy o'erflowing,
Strains upborne beyond the skies,
Hymns with rapture glowing. [Chorus]

3 Hark the news the Angel tells; -
Lo! an Infant Stranger,
God's dear Son among you dwells,
Born in Bethlehem's manger!
Bursts a chorus from the sky,
Loud from Heaven's portal: -
Glory be to God on High,
Peace, good will to mortal! [Chorus]

4 Angel spirits earthward led,
With a hope endearing,
First to worship, first to spread,
News of Christ's Appearing!
Trace we out your footfalls light,
Praise we Christ in glory,
Then waft ye the tidings bright
Of the Gospel story! [Chorus]

Source: Voices of Praise: for school and church and home #342

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #179
  
• Audio recording from Small Church Music #7403