When Christ was born of Mary free,
In Bethlehem that fair city,
Angels sung e'er with mirth and glee,
In excelsis gloria, In excelsis gloria, In excelsis gloria, In excelsis gloria, In excelsis gloria.

Herdsmen beheld these angels bright
To them appeared with great light,
And said, 'God's Son is born this night':
In excelsis gloria,

The King is come to save His kind,
In the scripture as we find;
Therefore this song we have in mind:
In excelsis gloria,

Then, dear Lord, for thy great grace,
Grant us in bliss to see thy face,
Where we may sing to thy solace:
In excelsis gloria,