A multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.@Luke 2:13–14

Al­fred A. Gra­ley, in Echo to Hap­py Voic­es (New York: Am­er­i­can Tract Soc­i­ety, 1869), num­ber 106.

St. Eu­phra­sia A­lfred A. Gra­ley, 1869 (🔊 pdf nwc).

How sweet was the song
Of the angels of light,
As, bending o’er Bethlehem’s plain,
They struck their bright harps,
And the silence of night
Awoke at the heavenly strain;
While mildly around
Shone the glory divine,
And bathed in effulgence so bright,
The mountain, the valley,
The sea, and the plain,
Once robed in the mantle of night.

They sang of the break
Of redemption’s glad morn,
The holy had longed to behold;
They sang of a Savior
In Bethlehem born,
So long by the prophets foretold;
They sang of good-will
From our God unto men,
Of peace to a valley of tears;
They sang of salvation
From death and from sin,
A balm for our sorrows and fears.

Then Glory to God
In the highest!
I’ll sing,
For I am a sinner on earth;
I’ll welcome the tidings
Of mercy that bring
The news of Emmanuel’s birth;
I’ll go to His cross,
Though a sinner defiled,
And wash in the fountain of blood;
I’ll pray for the grace
That can strengthen a child,
And bring him at last to his God.