To a far Ju­de­an hill,
Through the si­lence sweet and still,
Came a shin­ing an­gel from the court of light;
Fear ye not, he soft­ly said,
To the shep­herds, sore afraid,
Unto you the Christ is born this ho­ly night.

Refrain

Fear ye not that skies ab­ove are glo­ry riv’n;
Angels hail the Sav­ior’s birth,
Peace and joy shall fill the earth;
Unto you in Beth­le­hem a king is giv’n,
Glory, glo­ry be to God who reigns in Heav’n!

O’er the far Ju­de­an plain,
Sounded out a glad re­frain,
Glory, glo­ry be to God, the an­gels sang:
Telling of Mes­si­ah’s birth,
Bringing glad­ness to the earth,
All the heav’n­ly arch­es with sweet mu­sic rang.

Refrain

Christ, the Lord, is born a king,
Joy and hope and faith to bring,
Glory, glo­ry be to God who reigns above;
Peace on earth, good will to men,
Tell it o’er and o’er again,
All the world shall know the full­ness of His love.

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