Long Ago a Shining Throng

Long ago a shin­ing throng

Thrilled the mid­night air with song;

For the Sav­ior pro­mised long

Lay in Beth­l’em’s stall.

Over Ju­dah’s si­lent plain

Sweetly rang the joy­ous strain;

Of His birth

who yet shall reign

As king of all.

Praise Him

an­gels bright

Praise Him

stars of light

Tell His won­drous might

Who to­day was born.

Shout

O shout His name

Gladly now pro­claim

How to save He came

This hap­py morn.

Mighty God and Prince of Peace

Never shall His glo­ry cease;

But for­ev­er more in­crease

Till He rules alone.

All the earth shall own His sway

Crowns and king­doms pass away;

Kings to him shall trib­ute pay

Upon the throne.

Sing

ye heav’n­ly hosts on high

Sons of men

with joy re­ply

Sound His praise through earth and sky

In His love re­joice.

Let the swell­ing chor­us ring

Hail Him Lord and crown Him king;

Of His pow­er for­ev­er sing

With heart and voice.