518    7s     W. Gadsby
“Glory to God in the highest.” Luke 2. 14

1 At the birth of Christ our King,
  Angels made the heavens ring,
  Singing, with a solemn joy,
  “Glory to the Lord on high.”

2 Glory in the highest height,
  Blazing with majestic light,
  Shines in David’s root and rod,
  The incarnate Son of God.

3 Sinners here by faith may view,
  What Omnipotence can do;
  And in measure sweetly trace
  The rich treasures of his grace.

4 Come, ye mourning souls, rejoice;
  Look, and, with a cheerful voice,
  Sing the honours of your Lord,
  Blazing in the incarnate Word.

5 Soon the whole elect shall view
  All the glory God can show!
  And in bliss immortal sing,
  Hallelujah to their King.