Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. Luke 2:14
Now sweeps a song of solemn joy
Across the templed hills;
From seraph harps sweet music floats,
That earth and Heaven thrills.
Hark the song, glad song,
Overflowing all the earth!
Hark the anthem sweet,
Bringing news of Jesus’ birth!
While the midnight skies
With a wondrous beauty glow,
Comes the Christ-Child to dwell below.
The tuneful notes still ring afar,
Like bells that gaily chime,
Thro’ moonlit skies, from star to star,
To hail the Christmas-time.
We hear again the blissful strain,
The message breathed once more;
All glory be to God! we cry,
Whose name our souls adore.