The Light of Bethlehem (Tabb)

’Tis Christ­mas night

the pure snow a flock un­num­bered lies;

The old Ju­de­an flocks aglow keep watch with­in the skies

An icy still­ness clos­er holds the puls­es of the breath­less night

And all the Christ­mas night

the an­gel stars shine bright

For Beth­le­hem’s light

for Beth­le­hem’s light.

A mys­te­ry deep­er still folds the won­der­ing hosts of light

Till

lo

with ho­ly rev­er­ence pale

that dims each dia­dem

The lord­li­est earth­ward bend­ing

hail the liv­ing light of Beth­le­hem

Glad Beth­le­hem’s liv­ing light

the ho­ly Christ­mas light

Glad Beth­le­hem’s light

the liv­ing light.