The Angels’ Sweet Refrain

As the shep­herds watched at mid­night

On the hills so far away

Suddenly a light shone ’round them

Turning mid­night in­to day.

Then each heart was filled with won­der

For they could not un­der­stand

Why the an­gel host that ga­thered

Brought to them such mu­sic grand.

Angels

sing your sweet re­frain—

Glory in the high­est

glo­ry!

Tell the wait­ing earth your sto­ry

Of the Christ who came to reign.

Sing—sing that sweet song again

Earth and sky re­peat the sto­ry—

Glory in the high­est

glo­ry!

On earth peace

good will to men.

All the earth was clothed with beau­ty

When there came that an­gel throng

Every heart was filled with glad­ness

As they list­ened to the song;

Never had they heard such mu­sic

Or be­held such won­drous light

Filling all the earth with glo­ry

As the an­gel brought that night.

Though we could not hear the an­gels

Singing forth their glad re­frain;

We can ce­le­brate His birth­day

As it comes to us again.

We can

like the shep­herds

wor­ship

Lay our lives at Je­sus’ feet;

With our hearts we can ad­ore Him

And the an­gels’ song re­peat.