Hark! upon the morning breezes,

In the darkness, ere the waking,

Music sweet the senses pleases,

Soft upon the stillness breaking;

"Glory, Glory!" this the singing,

Welcome to Immanuel bringing.

Shepherds at their watch beholding

Angels clad in glistening whiteness,

Heard the wondrous news unfolding

'Mid that dazzling scene of brightness:

"Glory, Glory!" peace, and kindness,

Light is breaking on our blindness.

Glorious morn! The sun, uprising,

Shone upon a world rejoicing;

God is with us--truth surprising!

List to song the message voicing:

"Glory, Glory!" ages told it,

Heavenly voices now unfold it.

God adored, our nature wearing!

Ah, such condescending meekness!

Stooping to a world despairing,

Full of pity for our weakness:

"Glory, Glory!" praises swelling,

God hath made with man His dwelling.