On east­ern plain re­clin­ing,
In dark and stil­ly night,
The shep­herds see the shin­ing
Of glo­ri­ous, heav’n­ly light.
To shep­herds poor and low­ly,
Amazed at such a sight;
They sang of Christ the ho­ly,
His mis­sion and His might.

Refrain

Rejoice! ye sag­es hoa­ry,
Repeat the won­drous sto­ry,
The Lord of life and glo­ry
Is born our king to­day.

Thro’ long un­num­bered eons,
Vast mul­ti­tudes un­born
Will sing in joy­ful pae­ans
Of Christ on Christ­mas morn.
As an­gels sang in glo­ry
Of Christ, our Sav­ior’s birth,
So men shall chant the sto­ry
Of peace, good will on earth.

Refrain