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 afar,

Cease your singing never!

In excelsis gloria!

Forever and forever.