All this night bright angels sing; 
Never was such carolling. 
Hark, a voice which loudly cries: 
"Mortals, mortals wake and rise;" 
Lo! to gladness Turns your sadness; 
From the earth is risen a Sun; 
Shines all night, though day be done. 

"Wake, O earth, wake everything! 
Wake and hear the joy I bring; 
Wake and joy for all this night, 
Heaven and every twinkling light, 
All amazing, Still stand gazing; 
Angels, powers, and all that be, 
Wake, and joy this Sun to see!" 

Hail, O Sun! O blessed Light, 
Sent into this world by night; 
Let Thy rays and heavenly powers 
Shine in these dark souls of ours; 
For most duly, Thou art truly 
God and Man, we do confess; 
Hail, O Sun of Righteousness!