GRH 100 Midnight, Sleeping Bethlehem

(1)
Midnight stars make bright the skies,
Bethlehem in slumber lies;
Glist’ning heaven sends forth great light,
Shepherds see a wondrous sight!
Angel rank in chorus sing,
Silken sounds from heaven ring,
Frightened shepherds hear them say:
‘Christ comes down to earth today!’
Glory be to God on high,
Blest are all beneath the sky.

(2)
Midnight slumber lies o’er all,
One lone, bright lamp lights the stall.
Choose old clothing, wrap Him warmly
Manger shall His cradle be.
Will’d to save from Satan’s heel,
Word made flesh, His truth revealed,
Came as man from heaven’s throne:
Mortals’ sin to bear alone.
Glory be to God on high,
Blest are all beneath the sky.

(3)
Wise men long foretold the way,
Saw the strange star’s shinning ray,
Knew a child was born in Jewry
Worship would be joy for aye!
Took strong camels hurrying,
Crossing desert sought their King,
Rev’rently to Him present
Gold and myrrh and frank incease.
Glory be to God on high,
Blest are all beneath the sky.

(4)
God from man sin separates,
Sin’s within, faith dissipates.
I am prone to dev’lish ways,
Wander hopeless in a maze,
God’s good Shepherd cares for me,
How can I a lost sheep be?
My clean heart shall be His throne,
Not an inn with no more room.
My clean heart shall be His throne,
Not an inn with no more room.