Gloria, Gloria
 
Angels, from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o'er all the earth;
Ye who sang creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth:
 
Gloria, Gloria
 
Gloria, in excelsis Deo
Gloria, in excelsis Deo
 
Gloria, Gloria
 
Saints before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In His temple shall appear:
 
Though an Infant now we view Him,
He shall fill His Father’s throne,
Gather all the nations to Him;
Every knee shall then bow down:
 
Gloria, in excelsis Deo
Gloria, in excelsis Deo