Clearly in the East It Shone

Clearly in the east it shone

That star in splen­dor bright;

And shep­herds on their faces fell

At the won­drous sight.

But an an­gel calm­ly stood

With high up­lift­ed hand;

Fear not

he cried

“for joy I bring

And peace to all the land.

In a man­ger

cold and bare

The ho­ly Babe you’ll find

The King of kings

and Lord of lords

The Sav­ior of man­kind.

Fall on thy knees and wor­ship Him

And bless this hap­py morn;

’Tis for thy sake

O sin­ful man

The Son of God is born.