Angels Proclaim the Happy Morn

Angels pro­claim the hap­py morn

Their ech­oes fill the sky

To you a Sav­ior

Christ

is born

Glory to God on high.

He left the shin­ing worlds ab­ove

And laid His glo­ry by

To show the won­ders of His love

Glory to God on high.

Good-will to men

and peace on earth

Was sung to shep­herds nigh;

Our hearts re­joice at Je­su’s birth

Glory to God on high.