Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. Luke 2:14
Floating downward through the midnight,
Bursts a glorious tide of song;
Angel voices tuned to sweetness
Roll the mighty wave along.
Glory, glory in the highest!;
Peace on earth, good-will to men
Down the ages roll the tidings,
Mortals shout a loud
Shepherds watchful guard are keeping,
Over their flocks this starlit night,
Wondering at the breaking glory,
And the angel song so bright.
Sweetly led to Bethlehem’s manger,
Viewing there the newborn child,
Light of light! and hope of ages!
God and man, now reconciled.