Cast off all doubtful care

An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bear,

A case of clay contained a crown immortal

A crown of crowns, a King whose cost and care

Redeemed poor man, whose race before was thrall

To death, to doom, to pains of everlasting,

By His sweet death, scorns, stripes, and often fasting.

Chorus

Cast off all doubtful care, exile and banish tears,

To joyful news divine, lend us your list'ning ears.

A star above the stars, a sun of light,

Whose blessed beams this wretched earth bespread

With hope of heaven and of God's Son the sight,

Which in our flesh and sinful soul lay dead.

O faith, O hope, O joys renowned for ever,

O lively life that deathless shall persever.

Then let us sing the lullabys of sleep

To this sweet babe, born to awake us all

From drowsy sin that made old Adam weep,

And by his fault gave to mankind the fall.

For lo! this day, the birth day, day of days,

Summons our songs to give Him laud and praise.