Wrapt in the silence of the night,
Lay all the eastern world,
When, bursting glorious heav’nly light,
The wondrous scene unfurl’d.
Hark, how cherubic armies shout,
And glory leads the song!
Good will and peace are heard throughout
Th’harmonious heav’nly throng.
With joy the chorus we’ll repeat,
Glory to God on high!
Good will and peace are now complete,
Jesus was born to die.
Hail, Prince of Life, forever hail!
Redeemer, brother, friend;
Though earth, and time, and life shall fail,
Thy praise shall never end.
