Glory to God in the Highest

Verse 1:
Softly the night is falling
On Bethle’m’s peaceful hill;
Silent the shepherds watching,
Their gentle flocks are still.

Hark! to the wond’rous music
Falling from out the sky;
Glory to God in the highest,
Glory to God on high.

Verse 2:
Come with the joyful shepherds,
Hastening from their fold;
Come with the wise men, bringing
Their incense, myrrh, and gold.

Verse 3:
Ye who are worn and weary,
Come with the cradle-throng;
Bring Him your love and devotion,
Join in the angel’s song.

Anon/Geo. C. Stebbins


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