On hillsides of moonlight, and shooting stars
Shepherds keep the late watch, on a crisp blue night
Suddenly the darkness, breaks with full day light, with hosts of heaven’s angels, filling the sky
~Chorus~
Glory to G-od in the highest, now here in Bethleh-em
Glory to G-od, in the highest
The Child who will save all men
Rushing to the city, sandal slipping cobblestone
Find they in the great story, for centuries we’ve now known
Pouring out with wonder, the shepherds step outside, and lift worn hands to heaven, singing al-oud
~Chorus~
(Ooo o-oh o-oh o-oh)
Now until He returns, remember this time
When, least of men where given, the greatest of light
That God chose not to glory, in wealth power fame
But with the simple and the small He c-ame
Glory to G-od in the highest, now here in Bethleh-em
~Chorus~
(Glory to God)
