Calm on the listening ear of night
Come heaven's melodious strains
Where wild Judea stretches forth
Her silver mantled plains

Celestial choirs from courts above
She'd sacred glories there
And angels, with their sparkling lyres
Make music on the air

The answering hills of Palestine
Send back the glad reply
And greet, from all their holy heights
The Day-Spring from on high

O'er the blue depths of Galilee
There comes a holier calm
And Sharon waves, in solemn praise
Her silent groves of palm

"Glory to God!" the lofty strain
The realm of ether fills;
How sweeps the song of solemn joy
O'er Judah's sacred hills!

"Glory to God!" the sounding skies
Loud with their anthems ring
"Peace to the earth; good will to men
From heaven's eternal King!"

Light on thy hills, Jerusalem!
The Savior now is born
And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains
Breaks the first Christmas morn

And brightly on Moriah's brow
Crowned with her temple spires
Which first proclaim the newborn light
Clothed with it's orient fires

This day shall Christian tongues be mute
And Christian hearts be cold
Oh, catch the anthem that from heaven
O'er Judah's mountains rolled

When burst upon that listening night
The high and solemn lay
"Glory to God, on earth be peace,"
Salvation comes today!