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Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace,
goodwill toward men.
O LOVELY voices of the sky
That hymned the Saviour's birth,
Wherewith in days gone by,
O voices of the sky!
O clear and shining light, whose beams
That hour heaven's glory shed
As in that holiest night
O clear and shining light!
O star which led to him, whose love
Brought down man's ransom free!
Thy rays earth might not dim ;
O star which led to him !
And suddenly there was with the angel a multi
tude of the heavenly host. ONE angel came to tell the tale
That Christ was born, to those sage swains Who rested in that starlit vale,
And fed their flocks on Bethlehem's plains.
One angel came of this to tell,
the song That hailed his birth, with sweetest swell,
And filled the heavens, clear and strong.
Thus bless thy minister, O Lord !
That he one angel-song should give, The choicest chant of thee adored
The loveliest lay, that Christ doth live!
Thus grant thy congregation, Lord !
That they thus angel-songs should raise, With the apostle of thy word
Priests all and prophets of thy praise.
And lo, the star which they saw in the east, went
With mild benignant ray
Where the Redeeiner lay.
But lo! a brighter, clearer light,
Now points to his abode ;
To guide us to our Lord.
The gracious call obey ;
The Christian's destined way.
While light and grace are given ;
Shall reign with him in heaven.
Peace on earth. CHRIST came on earth, the Prince of Peace!
Then peace was o'er the world!
And war's red flag was furled.
The lance was in its rest,
And angel-songs were blest.
To preach to men from God-
Peace to the tyrant's rod :
Peace to the mourner's breast :
Peace and eternal rest.
When they saw the star they rejoiced with exceed
ing great joy.
WHEN marshalled on the nightly plain
Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks
Once on the raging seas I rode,
Deep horror then my vitals froze,
It was my guide, my light, my all,
Now safely moored, my perils o'er,
And she laid him in a manger.
IN the stable Christ was born
Bethlehem's stable ever holy;
Lay the child so high and lowly.
He whom David's harp so holy
Lay a child so high and lowly.
Taught by this in kindness holy,
Love to all things living lowly.
In the manger, 'mid the corn-
In the stable Christ was born.
47.-C.M. Break forth into singing ye mountains, O forest,
and every tree. JOY to the world ; the Lord is come !
Let earth receive her King, Let every heart prepare
him room, And Heaven and nature sing. Joy to the earth ; the Saviour reigns !
Let men their songs employ; While fields, and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.