1 While the silent stars are keeping
Faithful watch o’er Bethlehem’s plains,
Hark! along the night breeze sweeping,
Angel harps and heav’nly strains:
"Glory, glory in the highest!
Peace on earth, good will from Heaven!
Glory, glory in the highest!
Glory to our God!"
2 Shepherds, wondering, view the glory
Lighting up the midnight sky,
While they listen to the story
Of that heav’nly company: [Refrain]
3 They are singing of a Savior,
Fondly hoped for, promised long,
Lo! He comes with heav’nly favor,
Mingles with the busy throng. [Refrain]
4 Comes to preach the great salvation,
Comes to wipe the mourner’s tears,
Comes to free each captive nation,
Comes to banish all our fears. [Refrain]
5 Let us, then, our offerings bringing,
Bow before Him and adore—
Join the heav’nly host in singing
Praise to Jesus evermore. [Refrain]Source: The Cyber Hymnal #13167