Arrayed in clouds of golden light,
More bright than heaven's resplendent bow,
Jehovah's angel comes by night,
To bless the sleeping world below;
How soft the music of his tongue!

How sweet the hallowed strains he sung!
THOMAS MOORE

The angel spake; when lo! upon the cloud
A multitude of seraphim, enthroned,
Sang praises, saying,-" Glory to the Lord
On high; on earth be peace, good-will to men.
With sweet response harmoniously they choired;
And while, with heavenly harmony, the song
Arose to God, more bright the buoyant throne
Illumed the land.

GRAHAME

To-day let every heart be glad,
For lo, the angel throng

Once more above the listening earth

Repeats the advent song.

REV. F. L. HOSMER

Calm on the listening ear of night
Come heavens melodious strains,
Where wild Judea stretches far
Her silver-mantled plains!
Celestial choirs, from courts above,
Shed sacred glories there;
And angels, with their sparkling lyres,
Make music on the air.

REV. EDMUND H. SEARS

It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold.

Still through the cloven sky they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled;
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on heavenly wing;
And ever o'er its babel sounds

The blessed angels sing.

REV. EDMUND H. SEARS

VII

THE SONG

Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men.-Luke II: 14.

Hark! the angel-bands are singing, "Peace on earth, good-will toward men." Thro' Heaven's lofty arches ringing,

Swells the blessed glad refrain.

Shepherds hear the wondrous story,
Watching on the star-lit plain;-
"Peace on earth, to God be glory;"
List the glad triumphant strain.

As when shepherds heard, and sages,
Floats the angel song again,
Echoing softly down the ages:-

"Peace on earth, good-will toward men.

E. V. S.

A heavenly host with joy proclaim

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Glad tidings to our race;

Glory to our God on high;

To man, good-will and peace."

MRS. A. QUARLES