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 heaven Saved by our Savior King, Saved by our Savior King,
And peace on earth, peace on earth.