1 The Christmas chimes are ringing in
The day when Christ was born;
And children’s voices, sweetly tuned,
Welcome the blessèd morn
With that first Christmas song again,
"Glory to God, good will to men."

2 Judea’s hills, with glory crowned,
Beheld the Prince of Peace;
While angels of His advent sang
In songs that ne’er shall cease;
Each year resounds the chorus still,
"Glory to God, good will to men."

3 Now wrapped in swathing bands behold
The infant Savior lie;
The wondering Mary at His side—
Th’adoring shepherds by—
And angels o’er them, singing still,
"Glory to God, good will to men."

4 None others raise the joyful song
From Jew or Gentile tongue!
But now from eastern shore to west
That Christmas song is sung,
Which first swelled out o’er Judah’s plain,
"Glory to God, good will to men."

5 The Church on earth and Church in Heav’n
Today are truly one—
There ransomed children’s voices rise
In praises round the throne;
And here we join the glad refrain
"Glory to God, good will to men."

6 "Glory to God in sweetest songs!"
Let children’s voices raise
Th’angelic chorus, till the earth
Be all enwrapped with praise,
And every heart this anthem thrill,
"Glory to God, good will to men."