1 Glory be to God on high!
Peace on earth! good will to men!
Angels tell it from the sky,
Sinners answer it again;
Ye who round the throne admire,
Ye who are redeemed on earth,
Swell the everlasting choir,
Sing the glorious Savior’s birth.

2 We were lost, but we are found,
Dead, but now alive are we;
We were sore in bondage bound,
Till He came to set us free;
Strangers, and He takes us in,
Naked, He becomes our dress,
Sick, and He from stain of sin
Cleanses with His righteousness.

3 Therefore will we sing His praise
Who His lost ones hath restored,
Hearts and voices both shall raise
Hallelujahs to the Lord;
Alleluia! Heav’n is won!
Alleluia! man is free!
Alleluia! God’s own Son
Savior is eternally!

4 In the lowest, far beneath
All the depths of human care,
Where, amid the shades of death,
Man knew nothing but despair;
In the highest, far above
Seraph’s gaze or angel’s ken,
Glory to the God of Love!
Peace on earth! good will to men!