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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