Christmas morning comes with its holy silence
The sons of earth and the sons of heaven bow in glad reverence
The world lays in its cold darkness with a heavy roar
Only the Son of God knows the stillness of the heavenly shore
Come to help your people know, Lord of Glory-Bright
The glories of God and heaven are only a blink of faith away
The gospel of Jesus now tells us how our souls need to finish from goin’ astray
Come and make your people know, Lord of Sabbath-Might
Could this really be the birth of our Savior, sin’s mortal blow?
Make haste to come to straw and hay, where majesty now dwells
Could this really be the birth of our King, salvation’s joyous glow?
Make haste to gaze on kingly brightness, where the water of heaven wells
Do not gaze too long upon the world and its hide-and-seek adornments
Jesus is here and has accomplished all the Father’s achievements
Jesus born for a manger and a cross whose grace stamps out all our sin
Jesus now all-glorious, victorious over the Fall and all, waits for us in the heavenly inn.