Like silver lamps in a distant shrine The stars are sparkling bright; The bells of the city of God ring out, For the Son of Mary was born tonight! The gloom is past, and the morn at last Is coming with orient light. Never fell melodies half so sweet As those which are filling the skies, And never a palace shone half so fair As the manger bed where our Saviour lies, the manger bed where our Saviour lies; No night in the year is half so dear As this which has ended our sighs, which has ended our sighs, No night in the year is half so dear As this which has ended our sighs. Never fell melodies half so sweet As those which are filling the skies, No night in the year is half so dear As this which has ended our sighs. Now a new Pow'r has come on the earth, A match for the armies of hell; A Child is born who shall conquer the foe, And all the spirits of wickedness quell, and all the spirits of wickedness quell. For Mary's Son is the Mighty One Whom the prophets of God foretell, The prophets of God foretell. The stars of heav'n still shine as at first They gleamed on this wonderful night; The bells of the city of God peal out, And the angels' song still rings in the height. And love still turns while the godhead burns, Hid in flesh from fleshly sight. Faith sees no longer the stable floor, The pavement of sapphire is there, The light of heaven streams out to the west, And the angels of God are crowding the air, And heaven and earth thro' the spotless Birth Are at peace on this night so fair, at peace on this night so fair, At peace on this night so fair, at peace on this night so fair.
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