Let Us Be Quiet
Let us be still awhile this Christmastime; Oh hurrying hearts restrain your restless beat; Let us go journeying on some upward climb Into the pure air,rare field and sweet, With the memory of another far-off night When the Christ was born beneath a star's white light.
We have been loud and boisterous far too long, Let us be silent, and perhaps we will, By listening, hear the angel's heralding song Ring clearly out above some distant hill, And if we leave the clamoring word unsaid A voice will guide us to Christ's manger bed
It was a silent night, the night He came, A holy night and may we keep it so; There is one star God's own hand set aflame, It's lengthening rays will guide us as we go; It is a silent fire,it's rays point far And through the centuries they will not dim For every silver line of light directs Mankind on the shining road that leads to Him
Grace Noll Crowell From Ideals Christmas
Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night Shepherds quake at the sight Glories stream from heaven afar Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia Christ, the Savior is born Christ, the Savior is born
Silent night, holy night Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Words by Josef Mohr
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