Glory to God in the Highest

On hillsdes of moonlight, and shooting stars Shepards keep the late watch, on a crisp blue night Suddenly the darkness breaks with full daylight With hosts of heaven's angels filling the sky - Glory to God in the highest, now here in Bethlehem Glory to God, In the highest, the Child who will save all men - Rushing to the city, sandal slipping on cobbletone Find they in the great story, for centuries we've now known And pouring out with wonder, the shepards step outside And lift worn hands to heaven singing aloud - Glory to God in the highest, now here in Bethlehem Glory to God, In the highest, the Child who will save all men - Now until he returns, remember this time When least of men were given the greatest of light That God chose not to glory in wealth, power, fame But with the small and simple he came - Glory to God in the highest, now here in Bethlehem Glory to God, In the highest, the Child who will save all men - Glory to God, Glory to God