Gloria In Excelsis
Oh, blessed town of Bethlehem
Within thy gray green shade
Ringed round with terraced vineyard
And depth of olive glade
There on thy high green pastures
The shepherds watch their sheep
The low large moon shines glim'ring
O'er all the upland steep
What music of the heavens
What magic song of bliss
What vision of the night tide
What mystic light is this?
The silly sheep are blinded
The shepherds in amaze
Stand awe-struck, all the hillside
With glory is ablaze
The angels'
Joyous
Rings out into the night
O Gloria in excelsis
Sing praises in the height
Sing praises, men of Bethlehem
Sing praises here below
For peace on Earth
And goodwill
He doth on your bestow
For on this day is born there
Within your little town
A Child who Christ the Lord is
Yet wears no earthly crown
He bringeth joy and gladness
To you and all mankind
Yeah, peace on earth
And good-will to men of equal mind
Oh, blessed town of Bethlehem
How happy is thy state
How blest above all palaces
The stable at thy gate
For there in manger-cradle
(Oh, true the angel word)
As King enthroned
Of all the worlds
Reigns Jesus Christ the Lord