This is your Baby to hold and to cherish. That’s what it says. Unto us a child is born.

BibleGateway: Isaiah 9:2-7

ESV Text: Isaiah 9:2-7


KJV Text:

The section starts at about 0:16 and ends at about 1:31

2 The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light: they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined. 3 Thou hast multiplied the nation, and not increased the joy: they joy before thee according to the joy in harvest, and as men rejoice when they divide the spoil. 4 For thou hast broken the yoke of his burden, and the staff of his shoulder, the rod of his oppressor, as in the day of Midian. 5 For every battle of the warrior is with confused noise, and garments rolled in blood; but this shall be with burning and fuel of fire. 6 For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. 7 Of the increase of his government and peace there shall be no end, upon the throne of David, and upon his kingdom, to order it, and to establish it with judgment and with justice from henceforth even for ever. The zeal of the LORD of hosts will perform this.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 94:
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

— Organ Audio


1. Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King; 
Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled!” 
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies; 
With the angelic host proclaim. 
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!” 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King!” 

2. Christ, by highest heaven adored. 
Christ, the everlasting Lord, 
Late in time behold Him come, 
Offspring of a virgin’s womb. 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, 
Hail the incarnate Deity! 
Pleased as Man with man to dwell; 
Jesus, our Immanuel! 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King!” 

3. Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace! 
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! 
Light and life to all He brings, 
Risen with healing in His wings. 
Mild He leaves His throne on high, 
Born that man no more may die; 
Born to raise the sons of earth; 
Born to give them second birth. 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King!” 

4. Come, Desire of nations, come, 
Fix in us Thy humble home; 
Oh, to all Thyself impart, 
Formed in each believing heart! 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King; 
Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled!” 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King!”