1 Glory be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky;
Peace on earth to man forgiv'n,
Man, the well belov'd of heaven.
Glory be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky.

2 Favor'd mortals, raise the song;
Endless thanks to God belong;
Hearts o’erflowing with his praise,
Join the hymns your voices raise.
Glory be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky.

3 Call the tribes of beings round,
From creation's utmost bound;
Where the Godhead shines confess'd,
There be solemn praise address'd:
Glory be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky.

4 Mark the wonders of his hand!
Pow'r, no empire can withstand;
Wisdom, angels’ glorious theme;
Goodness, one eternal stream:
Glory be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky.

5 Awful Being! from thy throne
Send thy promis'd blessings down.
Let thy light, thy truth, thy peace,
Bid our raging passions cease:
Glory be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky.