129 - As it Fell Upon a Night

As it fell upon a night
In the winter weather,
Angels bright in starry height
Began to sing together.
Shepherds sleeping on the plain
Woke to see the glory,
All amazed they stood and gazed
And heard the angels’ story.
Unto you a child is born
In a manger lowly
Humble, He yet born to be
The King of Love most holy.
Happy angels from a far,
Cease your singing never!
In excelsis gloria!
Forever and forever.