Words: amy grant Music: michael w. smith No eye had seen No ear had heard 'til hosts on high Proclaimed the birth And heav'n brough down (quietly with no one watching) Its only child (from the womb of perfect peace) The son of man (wellspring of our joy delivered) The world reconciled (into earthly destiny) And song broke forth Angelic strain And none could help But sing the name Emmanuel (kyrie eleison we sing) Emmanuel (glory to the newborn king) Emmanuel (mortal and immortal voices) Emmanuel (endless praises echoing)