A Wondrous Word

lyricist: Elsie Yale, 1915
Composer: Lincoln Hall

As mid­night hush so calm and still

Was brood­ing o’er the vale and hill

The shep­herds ’neath the star­ry night

Were watch­ing o’er their flocks by night.

But a won­drous word

Thro’ the si­lence heard

It was Glory be to God

to God on high!

Glory to God

be to God on high

Peace un­to earth

un­to earth is nigh;

Glory

to God

list the re­ply!

It is glo­ry to God

un­to God on high!

Bright star beams crowned the dream­ing plain

The night wind breathed a soft re­frain;

O’er Da­vid’s town dark sha­dows crept

As shep­herds still their vi­gil kept.

But a won­drous word

Thro’ the si­lence heard

It was Glo­ry be to God

to God on high!

O ho­ly night! O night di­vine!

What ten­der joy

what peace is thine!

For ’mid thy si­lence ser­aphs come

To he­rald One from heav’n­ly home.

But a won­drous word

Thro’ the si­lence heard

It was Glo­ry be to God

to God on high!

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