CHRISTMAS NIGHT
Angel-song, aye, from above
Hast come the God of All,
What gentle wonderment of love,
A Child within a stall!
Angel-song, so sweet and fair,
Bright golden notes and long,
In Bethlem town he resteth, there,
For to set right Man's wrong.
A Sacrifice! This spotless babe,
So pure, so pale, so calm!
The Father's righteous wrath to lave,
Propitiating balm.
Angel-song, surpassing fair,
So crystal-clear and bright,
In straw-pricked darkness, cold and bare,
God hast come down this Night.