What a shout was heard
In the realms of light,
When peace and truth, des­cend­ing,
With a mar­shaled host
In their robes of white,
Sang praise to God on high!
O shout again, ye sons of men,
Sing praise to God above.
Till the ut­most bounds
Of the world shall wake
One migh­ty song of love.

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Ring on, ye bells, ye chim­ing bells,
Your tune­ful mea­sure swell­ing;
Ring on, ye bells, ye chim­ing bells,
The grand old sto­ry tell­ing.
What a shout was heard
In the realms of light
When peace and truth, des­cend­ing,
With a mar­shaled host
In their robes of white,
Sang praise to God on high.

There was joy, great joy—
’Twas a glo­ri­ous sight,
The shep­herds gazed in won­der,
When the earth was filled
With a splen­dor bright,
From God’s eter­nal home.
Great joy today, O let it ring
As on that sac­red morn,
When the an­gel band
In a far off land
Proclaimed the Sav­ior born.

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