On hillsides of moonlight
and shooting stars
shepherds 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

A child who will save all man

Rushing to the city

Sandals slip on cobblestone
find they in the great story
for centuries we've now known

Pouring out with wonder
the shepherds 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
A child who will save all man


Now until he returns
remember this time

when least of men were given
the greatest of light
God chose not to glory

in wealth, power or fame
But with the simple and
the small He came


Glory to God in the Highest
Now here in Bethlehem

Glory to God in the Highest
Now here in Bethlehem
Glory to God in the Highest

A child who will save all man