The Angel’s Song (Lowry)

Rolling down­ward

through the mid­night

Comes a glo­ri­ous burst of heav’n­ly song;

’Tis a chor­us full of sweet­ness—

And the sing­ers are an an­gel throng.

Glory! glo­ry in the high­est!

On the earth good­will and peace to men!

Down the ag­es send the ec­ho;

Let the glad earth shout again!

Wondering shep­herds see the glo­ry

Hear the word the shin­ing ones de­clare;

At the man­ger fall in wor­ship

While the mu­sic fills the qui­ver­ing air.

Christ the Sav­ior

God’s An­oint­ed

Comes to earth our fear­ful debt to pay—

Man of sor­rows

and re­ject­ed

Lamb of God

that takes our sin away.