Unto Him Be Glory

O’er Beth­le­hem’s bright and sun­ny plain

There comes a ho­ly calm

In so­lemn tones there Sha­ron waves

Her beau­te­ous trees of palm.

Let hills

let hills and vales their voice unite

And greet

and greet with us in lof­ty praise

And greet with us in lof­ty praise

The Day-Spring from on high;

Be glo­ry

hon­or un­to Him

Who on this day was born.

Be glo­ry

hon­or un­to Him

Who on this day was born

With heart and voice join in the strain

This ho­ly

sac­red morn.

All na­tions catch the glo­ry theme

And our Mes­si­ah praise

Let ev­ery tongue His hon­or speak

And sing in joy­ful lays.

Far on the list­en­ing ear of night

Comes sweet and sac­red song

The an­gels from their lof­ty height

The migh­ty strain pro­long.