Turn ye away from your hearth fires bright,
Women and men of the world, tonight;
Cease for a moment, your jest and mirth,
Hark to the message of "Peace on Earth".
Join ye the shepherds who watch their sheep
Tending their fires lest they fall asleep;
Under the arch of the star-lit sky,
Hear ye, the "Glory to God on High".
Take just a glimpse of the heavenly throng
Joyously chanting the glad, new song.
Out of the midst of those realms of light,
Know that your Savior is born tonight.
