The night still

The night so ordinary, still

The quiet sheep did have their fill

Beneath the stars the shepherds lay

The town of David not far away

When suddenly a glorious light

Broke through the dark, removed the night

The terrifying sight did see

By lowly shepherds on bended knee

And as the beings offered praise

As if they'd sung this all their days

The silent shepherds heard their song

As more did join to sing along

Glory to our God on high!

His son, just born, has come to die

Wrapped with cloth in manger lay

The prophesies of old did say

Beneath that mysterious star was found

A tiny one they gathered round

With awe and adoration speak

Of Savior that they all did seek

And remember we that Holy night

Imagining holds amazing sight

As we come to worship him

With heads bent low and lights so dim

And shall we sing the angel tune

A glorious song in brightest moon

To share with those in darkness now

Good news to hearts that will allow?

Glory to our God Most High

He sent his son that he should die

To save his people from their sin

Gifts love and peace and hope within