3 "Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found: Souls redeemed and sins forgiven:-- Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 "Christ is born, the great Anointed; Heaven and earth his praises sing! O, receive whom God appointed, For your Prophet, Priest and King." 5 Let us learn the wondrous story Of our great Redeemer's birth; Spread the brightness of his glory, Till it cover all the earth. 202. C. M. E. H. Sears. Christmas Hymn. 1 Calm on the listening ear of night Come heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains! 2 The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply; And greet, from all their holy heights, The dayspring from on high 3 O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm, And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm. 4 "Glory to God!" the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring,-- Peace to the earth,--good-will to men, From heaven's eternal King!" 5 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem! The Saviour now is born! And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains Breaks the first Christmas morn. 203. S. M. E. H. Chapin. The Same. 1 Hark! hark! with harps of gold, What anthem do they sing?-- The radiant clouds have backward rolled, And angels smite the string. "Glory to God!"--bright wings Spread glist'ning and afar, And on the hallowed rapture rings From circling star to star. 2 "Glory to God!" repeat The glad earth and the sea; And every wind and billow fleet, Bears on the jubilee. Where Hebrew bard hath sung, Or Hebrew seer hath trod, Each holy spot has found a tongue; "Let glory be to God." 3 Soft swells the music now Along that shining choir, And every seraph bends his brow And breathes above his lyre. What words of heavenly birth Thrill deep our hearts again, And fall like dew-drops to the earth? "Peace and good-will to men!" 4 Soft!--yet the soul is bound With rapture, like a chain: Earth, vocal, whispers them around, And heav'n repeats the strain. Sound, harps, and hail the morn With ev'ry golden string;-- For unto us this day is born A Saviour and a King! 204. S. H. M. T. H. Bayley. The Same. 1 No loud avenging voice Proclaimed Messiah's birth; The Son of God came down to teach Humility on earth, And by his sufferings to efface The errors of a sinful race. 2 Not on a purple throne, With gold and jewels crowned, But in the meanest dwelling place The precious babe was found: Yet star-directed sages came, And kneeling, glorified his name.