Gloria, in excelsis Deo, Gloria, in excelsis Deo. Gloria, in excelsis Deo. Angels we have heard on high, Sweetly singing o'er the plains, And the mountains in reply, Echo back their joyous strains. Gloria, in excelsis Deo, Gloria, in excelsis Deo. Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? Say, what may the tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song? Gloria, in excelsis Deo, Gloria, in excelsis Deo. See Him in a manger laid, Whom the choirs of angels sing, Come adore on bended knee, Christ the Lord, the newborn King. Gloria, in excelsis Deo.
