But still the Saviour tarried,
Within His father's home
And the nations wept and wondered why
The promised had not come.
At last earth's hope was granted,
And God was a child of earth;
And a thousand angels chanted
The lowly midnight birth.
Ah! Bethlehem was grander
That hour than Paradise;
And the light of earth that night eclipsed
The splendors of the skies.
Then let us sing the anthem
The angels once did sing;
Until the music of love and praise,
O'er whole wide world will ring.
Gloria in excelsis!
Sound the thrilling song;
In excelsis Deo!
Roll the hymn along.
Gloria in excelsis!
Let the heavens ring;
In excelsis Deo!
Welcome, new-born King
Gloria in excelsis!
Over the sea and land,
In excelsis Deo!
Chant the anthem grand.
Gloria in excelsis!
Let us all rejoice;
In excelsis Deo!
Lift each heart and voice.
Gloria in excelsis!
Swell the hymn on high;
In excelsis Deo!
Sound it to the sky.
Gloria in excelsis!
Sing it, sinful earth,
In excelsis Deo!
For the Saviour's birth.
Thus joyfully and victoriously,
Glad and ever so gloriously,
High as the heavens, wide as the earth,
Swelleth the hymn of the Saviour's birth.
Lo! the day is waking
In the east afar;
Dawn is faintly breaking,
Sunk in every star.
Christmas eve has vanished
With its shadows gray;
All its griefs are banished
By bright Christmas day.
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