michael w. smith
no eye had seen
No eye had seen No ear had heard 'Til hosts on high Proclaimed the birth And heaven brought 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)