Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Hark what joyful notes are swelling
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: W Moore
Composer: A Fillmore
Meter: 8s and 7s
Tune: Chorus of the Angels
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 316, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHark! what joyful notes are swelling
On the quiet midnight air;
'T is the voice of angels telling
Jesus comes our sins to bear.
Now the music, in its gladness,
Breaks and swells and glides along;
Now earth, waking from her sadness,
Joins the chorus of the song.
[Chorus] Glory in the highest heaven!
Let all praise to God be given,
Peace on earth, good will to man!
For Redemption's glorious plan!
See all darkness disappearing,
As the star begins to rise;
Sin and death stand trembling, fearing,
As the light falls on their eyes.
Now, again, the earth rejoices,
Satan's powerful kingdom shakes,
As from all the heavenly voices,
Louder still, the chorus breaks!
Rise and shine, Star of salvation!
Spread thy beams o'er all the earth,
Till each distant land and nation
Owns and speaks thy matchless worth.
Till all tongues, thy praises singing,
Shall thy mighty wonders tell,
Till all heaven with joy is rising,
As our hearts the chorus swell:--
When our days on earth are ended,
And we rise to worlds above,
Then our songs shall all be blended
In one song of pard'ning love.
Then we'll tell the wondrous story,
And our blessed Lord adore!
In our home of bliss and glory,
We shall sing forevermore,--
[Chorus for 4th verse]
Glory in the highest heaven!
Sound aloud the joyful strain!
Glory to the Lamb be given,
Who for sinners once was slain.