The Twelve Days of Christmas Carols: Silent Night

The first Christmas, the King of Glory, the Creator of the music of the spheres and the harmony of all things, rests in the arms of a Virgin Mother. Angels sing excelsis, and shepherds, tired from day's work, are called to fall down in worship of the great Shepherd of Souls. For a moment, the whole world grows still in the cold night as a few of David's descendants adore in his royal city Bethlehem, unable to express their thoughts at the coming of their savior. The silence itself speaks with an eloquence beyond words and forms a deep trembling in the heart of man as these words pour forth from his soul:

Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin mother and child.
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, holy night,
Shepherds quake at the sight,
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Heavenly hosts sing alleluia;
Christ the Savior, is born!
Christ the Savior, is born!

Silent night, holy night,
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.

His Servant and Yours,

Micah