Glory be to God in the highest,
and peace on earth, and peace on earth.
1. This was the song the angels sang,
Bethlehem’s plains above,
While near, the blessed mother held
The newborn King of love.
Born unto sorrow was the child,
though Lord of life was he
To die as man, but undefiled,
Win deathless victory,
Win deathless victory.
Glory be to God in the highest,
and peace on earth, and peace on earth.
2. This is the song repeated o’er
Each happy Christmas morn,
And blessed mothers cling anew
To dear ones newly born,
Born unto sorrow as was he,
But, oh, how weak and frail,
These little lambkins of our Lord,
How prone to err and fail,
How prone to err and fail.
Glory be to God in the highest,
and peace on earth, and peace on earth.
3. Oh, let us try some aid to lend
These of the newborn throng,
To grow and live so in the end
They, too, may join the song
With the redeemed when life is o’er,
When all the ransomed sing.
There’s peace on earth; there’s joy in heav’n
Saved by our Savior King,
Saved by our Savior King,
And peace on earth, peace on earth.