1 There’s a song the angels sing,
And its notes with rapture ring,
Round the throne whose radiance fills the heav’ns above:
Shepherds heard a distant strain,
Watching on Judea’s plain,
"Glory be to God, to men be peace and love."
Refrain:
Thro’ the earth and thro’ the sky
Let the anthem ever fly,
Peace, good will to men,
And glory be to God on high.
2 ’Tis a song for children, too,
To the Savior ’tis their due;
Let its grateful notes ascend to Him again;
Join the angels in their song,
And the heav’nly strain prolong,
"Glory be to God, goodwill and peace to men." [Refrain]
3 Soon around that throne may we
With those happy angels be,
Striking harps to strains that nevermore shall cease;
Mingling love with loftiest praise,
Still the chorus there we’ll raise,
"Glory be to God, to men good will and peace." [Refrain]