"WHILE ALL AROUND THE HAPPY EARTH."
WHILE all around the happy earth
The Christmas bells are pealing clear,
And countless voices carol forth
The tidings of the Christ-Child's birth,
I know your heart is hushed to hear
The choir of angels drawing near,
As in the olden time descending
To sing the song that knows no ending:
"Gloria in Excelsis."
The Christmas bells are pealing clear,
And countless voices carol forth
The tidings of the Christ-Child's birth,
I know your heart is hushed to hear
The choir of angels drawing near,
As in the olden time descending
To sing the song that knows no ending:
"Gloria in Excelsis."
The merry tumult of the time,
The gifts poured out, the greetings sweet,
The Christmas greens in fragrant prime,
The happy haste, the vocal chime,
As friend with friend together meet,
The countless sounds of hearth and street,
All in your thoughts unconscious blending
Echo the song that knows no ending:
"Gloria in Excelsis."
The gifts poured out, the greetings sweet,
The Christmas greens in fragrant prime,
The happy haste, the vocal chime,
As friend with friend together meet,
The countless sounds of hearth and street,
All in your thoughts unconscious blending
Echo the song that knows no ending:
"Gloria in Excelsis."
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