The Service of Praise ‎#158

158. Beaming Bright

1 The sun’s asleep ’neath western hills,
And darkened fingers of the night
Are cast upon the plains and rills,
And hide all nature from the light.

Refrain:
Beaming bright, comes the light
Of the happy Christmas morn,
Angels’ strains o’er the plains
Tell that Christ is born.
Beaming bright, comes the light
Of the happy Christmas morn,
Angels’ strains o’er the plains
Tell that Christ is born.

2 O sweetest carol ever sung,
We’d love to hear the angels sing;
O Child who art from heaven come,
Our off’rings now to thee we bring. [Refrain]

4 O Thou who dwell’st upon the throne,
In lofty state, by angels blest;
Look down upon us as we roam,
Within a world, by sin opprest. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: The sun’s asleep ’neath western hills
• Title: Beaming Bright
• Author: Irvin H. Mack
• Refrain First Line: Beaming bright, comes the light
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1900

Tune Information

• Name: [The sun’s asleep ’neath western hills]
• Composer: J. Lincoln Hall