Bright, Bright in Silver Light

Bright

bright

in sil­ver light

The morn­ing stars were shin­ing;

And shep­herds watch­ing o’er their flocks

Were on their staves re­clin­ing

Were on their staves re­clin­ing.

Clear

clear

so ve­ry near

A burst of mu­sic sound­ing;

That flocks and shep­herds rose at once

With swell­ing hearts re­bound­ing

With swell­ing hearts re­bound­ing.

Loud

loud

the chor­us grew

Till all the air was swell­ing;

And from the heav­ens came a voice

That heav’n­ly news was tell­ing

That heav’n­ly news was tell­ing.

Joy! Joy! Your Lord is born!

The heav­en­ly voice was say­ing

While kneel­ing on the fros­ty ground

The shep­herds all were praying

The shep­herds all were pray­ing.

Peace

peace

on earth be peace

Good will to bro­thers greet­ing;

Arise

and hast­en to the Babe

Fast in the sta­ble sleep­ing

Fast in the sta­ble sleep­ing.

Praise

praise

to God be praise

And glo­ry in the high­est;

All praise to Thee

O new­born Babe

Who in the man­ger li­est

Who in the man­ger li­est.

Praise

praise

the Spir­it praise

The ho­ly Dove des­cend­ing;

Who

with the Fa­ther and the Son

Shall reign through days un­end­ing

Shall reign through days un­end­ing.