Stars of glory shine more brightly, Purer be the moonlight's beam, Glide ye hours and moments lightly, Swiftly down time's deep'ning stream. Bring the hour that banished sadness, Brought redemption down to earth, When the shepherds heard with gladness Tidings of a Saviour's birth. See the shepherds quickly rising, Hast'ning to the humble stall, And the newborn Infant prizing, As the mighty Lord of All. Lowly now they bend before him In His helpless infant state. Firmly faithful we adore Him, And His greatness celebrate. See how Mary loves her Boychild In the light of Bethlehem. Lowly ox and ass breathe warmly On the little Lord of All. Now the world is hushed in stillness, In the joy of knowing God is near! Hope and love have come to dwell here, Driving out the night of fear. Hark! The swell of heav'nly voices Peals along the vaulted sky. Angels sing while earth rejoices, "Glory to our God on high! Glory in the highest heaven. Peace to lowly ones on earth. Joy to these and bliss be given In the great Redeemer's birth."