1 Glory, glory to God in the highest!
Angels in chorus joyfully cry;
Glory, glory to God in the highest!
Trembling and weak our voices reply.
Fain would we echo their anthem above,
Fain would we sing to the Fountain of love,
Glory to God in the highest!
What though but feebly our accents arise,
Deigning to hearken, He bends from the skies,
Glory to God in the highest!

2 Glory, glory to God in the highest!
Bright beaming stars of midnight proclaim;
Glory, glory to God in the highest!
All nature peals forth in praise to His name.
Warbles the woodland, and whispers the breeze,
Roar out the torrents and tempest-toss’d seas,
Glory to God in the highest!
Loud His creation, still ceaseless prolongs,
Praise to her Maker in all her glad songs,
Glory to God in the highest!

3 Glory, glory to God in the highest!
Joining the choir, our tribute we bring;
Glory, glory to God in the highest!
Mortals, break silence, gratefully sing;
Reigning in majesty throned above,
Yours is the royalest gift of His love.
Glory, glory to God in the highest!
Spread through creation, His grandeur we trace,
Only in man He revealeth His grace,
Glory to God in the highest!