Gloria

In the fields beneath the moonlit sky
The shepherds watched by firelight
In fear and trembling angels descending
With their wings outspanned that winter's night
They warmed the shepherds for they shone so bright
Voices heralding they were singing

Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Christ is born

In the land far from the Christ abode
Three men with jewels and golden robes
Gathered offerings they followed the star
They were led to a humble cattle stall
Their heads would bow and their knees would fall
In humility for all of eternity

Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis Deo
The King is born

Let us lift our voice and bow with heaven's chorus
Bow our heads to God's own Son
The ancient gift of love graced this earth for all
Holy we will sing

Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis Deo
The King is born