God from on high hath heard; Let sighs and sorrows cease; Lo! from the opening heaven descends To man the promised Peace. Hark! through the silent night Angelic voices swell; Their joyful songs proclaim that "God Is born on earth to dwell." Haste with the shepherds; See the mystery of grace: A manger bed, a child is all the eye can trace. Is this indeed the Christ? Is this the Eternal Son Who ere the worlds began Was the Father One? Yes, faith can pierce the cloud Which shrouds his glory now And hails him Lord, and God To whom all creatures bow. Faith sees the sapphire throne Where angels evermore Adoring tremble still And trembling still adore. O Child, thy silence speaks And bids us not refuse To bear what flesh would shun To spurn what flesh would choose. Fill us with holy love; Heal thou our earthly pride; Be born within our hearts And ever there abide.
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