Shining out of darkness, came the Christmas time,
                                        
                                        With light sublime, with light sublime;
                                        
                                        Glory-light from Heaven thrilled the sleeping earth,
                                        
                                        The holy night of Jesus’ birth.
                                        
                                        Memories of that glory seem to linger still—
                                        
                                        To linger still, o’er vale and hill;
                                        
                                        Stars of Christmas ever seem more bright, more clear,
                                        
                                        Than any star throughout the year.