Scripture Verse

Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. Luke 2:14


Words: Ma­ri­an Froe­lich, 1901.

Music: Gi­de­on Froe­lich (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Ma­ri­an or Gi­de­on Froe­lich (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


I come from the East
On the wings of the morning,
The stars on my pathway
Made luminous night;
The glo­ry of ages
My brow is adorning,
By choirs I’m attended
From heavenly light.


Oh, jubilant chorus,
Repeat it again,
Today is the advent
Of Christ to all men;
Oh, jubilant chorus,
Oh, happy refrain,
It echoes its music
O’er ocean and main.

Where far in the Orient
The green palms are waving,
They sing of my coming
With rapturous joy;
Where pines in the north
Are the winter blasts braving,
They chant of the birth
Of sweet Bethlehem’s boy.


The dark mines of earth
Ne’er my jewels have yielded,
My pearls ne’er were rocked
In the ocean’s deep cave;
The heart of the Fa­ther
This treasure has shielded,
Till time was fulfilled
And His Son came to save.


With evergreens wreathed
As the type of immortals,
I, Christ­mas, appear
On the wings of the morn;
’Twixt Hea­ven and earth,
Wide apace swing the portals,
Today to the world
Is a great Sav­ior born.