Text: | The Birth-Song of Christ |
Author: | E. H. Sears |
Calm on the listening ear of night
Come heaven’s melodious strains,
Where wild Judea stretches far
Her silver-mantled plains!
Celestial choirs from courts above
Shed sacred glories there;
And angels, with their sparkling lyres,
Make music on the air.
The answering hills of Palestine
Send back the glad reply;
And greet, from all their holy heights,
The dayspring from on high.
O’er the blue depths of Galilee
There comes a holier calm,
And Sharon waves, in solemn praise,
Her silent groves of palm.
“Glory to God!” the sounding skies
Loud with their anthems ring,
“Peace to the earth, good-will to men
From heaven’s Eternal King!”
Light on thy hills, Jerusalem!
The Saviour now is born!
And bright on Bethlehem’s joyous plains
Breaks the first Christmas morn.
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First Line: | Calm on the listening ear of night |
Title: | The Birth-Song of Christ |
Author: | E. H. Sears |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1866 |