ROLLING DOWNWARD THROUGH THE MIDNIGHT

ROLLING DOWNWARD THROUGH THE MIDNIGHT

ROLLING downward through the midnight,

Comes a glorious burst of heavenly song;

“Tis a chorus full of sweetness-

And the singers are an angel throng.

“Glory! Glory…in the highest!

On the earth good-will and peace to men!”

Down the ages…send the echo;

Let the glad earth shout again!

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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.

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Christ the Saviour, God’s Anointed,

Comes to earth our fearful debt to pay-

Man of Sorrows, and rejected,

Lamb of God, that takes our sin away.