Gloria

Snow lies deep upon the Earth
Still our voices warmly sing
Heralding the glorious birth Of the Child, the Winter King
Glo – ria!
In excelsis Deo!
Glo – ria!
In excelsis Dea!

Our triumphant voices claim
Joy and hope and love renewed
And our Lady’s glad refrain
Answer Winter’s solitude
Glo – ria!(etc.)

In Her arms a holy Child
Promises a glowing Light
Through the winter wind so wild
He proclaims the growing Light.
Glo – ria! (etc..)

Now the turning of the year
Of the greater Turning sings
Passing age of cold and fear
Soon our golden summer brings.
Glo – ria! (etc..)