1. Sweetest music, softly stealing
Thro' the silence of the night;
To the shepherds, now revealing,
Christ is born, the Source of light.
[Chorus]
Glory unto God the Father,
Who hath sent His only Son,
That He may all nations gather
Round His feet and make them one.
2. Now in David's ancient city
He is born, the angels say;
God the Father, full of pity,
Sends His Son to you today. [Chorus]
3. Shepherds, to the stable hasten,
There your Saviour Christ is born,
Son of Mary, lowly maiden,
On this first glad Christmas morn! [Chorus]
4. He from highest heav'n descending
Comes on earth your woes to heal,
That your ev'ry want attending,
Love of God He may reveal. [Chorus]
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Sweetest Music Softly Stealing Lyrics
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1. Sweetest music, softly stealing
Thro' the silence of the night;
To the shepherds, now revealing,
Christ is born, the Source of light.
[Chorus]
Glory unto God the Father,
Who hath sent His only Son,
That He may all nations gather
Round His feet and make them one.
2. Now in David's ancient city
He is born, the angels say;
God the Father, full of pity,
Sends His Son to you today. [Chorus]
3. Shepherds, to the stable hasten,
There your Saviour Christ is born,
Son of Mary, lowly maiden,
On this first glad Christmas morn! [Chorus]
4. He from highest heav'n descending
Comes on earth your woes to heal,
That your ev'ry want attending,
Love of God He may reveal. [Chorus]
Thro' the silence of the night;
To the shepherds, now revealing,
Christ is born, the Source of light.
[Chorus]
Glory unto God the Father,
Who hath sent His only Son,
That He may all nations gather
Round His feet and make them one.
2. Now in David's ancient city
He is born, the angels say;
God the Father, full of pity,
Sends His Son to you today. [Chorus]
3. Shepherds, to the stable hasten,
There your Saviour Christ is born,
Son of Mary, lowly maiden,
On this first glad Christmas morn! [Chorus]
4. He from highest heav'n descending
Comes on earth your woes to heal,
That your ev'ry want attending,
Love of God He may reveal. [Chorus]