Kate Rusby - Hark hark what news

^DHark, Hark! What news the ^Gang^Aels ^Dsing, Glad ^Atidings of a newborn King, Glad ^Dtidings ^Aof a ^Gnew^Aborn ^DKing, ^DBorn of a maid, ^Ga Virgin ^Apure, ^ABorn without ^Bmsin ^Gfrom guilt ^Emsecu^Dre, Born ^Dwit^Ahout ^Dsin from ^Gguilt ^Ase^Dcure.

^DHail mighty Prince, ^Geter^Anal ^DKing, Let ^Aheaven and earth rejoice and sing, Let ^Dheaven and ^Aearth ^Grejoice ^Aand s^Ding, ^DAngels and men, ^Gwith one ^Aaccord, ^ABreak forth in ^Bmsong to ^Gpraise the ^EmLor^Dd. Break ^Dfor^Ath in ^Dsong to ^Gpraise ^Athe ^DLord.

^DBehold, he comes and ^Gleaves ^Athe ^Dskies, A^Awake ye slumbering mortals rise, Aw^Dake ye s^Alumbering ^Gmort^Aals r^Dise, ^DAwake to joy ^Gand hail the ^Amorn ^AA savior ^Bmof this ^Gworld was ^Embor^Dn. A s^Davi^Aor ^Dof this ^Gworld ^Awas ^Dborn.

^DHark, Hark! What news the ^Gang^Aels ^Dsing, Glad ^Atidings of a newborn King, Glad ^Dtidings ^Aof a ^Gnew^Aborn ^DKing, ^DBorn of a maid, ^Ga Virgin ^Apure, ^ABorn without ^Bmsin ^Gfrom guilt ^Emsecu^Dre, Born ^Dwit^Ahout ^Dsin from ^Gguilt ^Ase^Dcure.