Gloria in Excelsis Deo Gloria in Excelsis Deo Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song
No reputation, no stately bearing No palace bed for royalty But a star in the Heavens, a sign full of wonder Announcing the coming of the King of kings
Come, Thou long expected Jesus Born to set Thy people free From our fears and sins release us Let us find our rest in Thee Israel's strength and consolation
What hope we hold this starlit night A King is born in Bethlehem Our journey long, we seek the light That leads to the hallowed manger ground What fear
You are the first, You go before You are the last, Lord, You're the encore Your name's in lights for all to see The starry host declare Your glory Glory
Oh Jesus, son of God, so full of grace and truth The Father's saving word, so wonderful are You The angels longed to see and prophets searched to find
room And Heaven and nature sing And Heaven and nature sing And Heaven, and Heaven and nature sing Joy to the world, the Savior reigns That all their songs
O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye to Bethlehem Come and behold Him Born the King of angels O come, let us adore Him O
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and
Good news of great joy For every woman, every man This will be a sign to you A baby born in Bethlehem Come and worship Do not be afraid A company of
Could've come like a mighty storm With all the strength of a hurricane You could've come like a forest fire With the power of Heaven in Your flame But
Hark the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise Join the triumph
One song glory, one song before I go Glory, one song to leave behind Find one song, one last refrain Glory, from the pretty boy front man Who wasted
Down at the cross, Where my savior died; Down where for cleansing from sin I cried, There to my heart was the blood applied; Singin.... GLORY TO HIS
You've got to give a little, take a little And let your poor heart break a little That's the story of, that's the glory of love You've got to laugh a
(Dolly Parton) Glory to His name, oh, holy, holy There's a city where the streets are paved in gold A land where the milk and the honey flow And a
whiskers, muttons and stars, We've got the feathers you bring the tar Chorus: OLA OLA OLA DRI-A, OLA OLA OLA DRI-O, OLA OLA OLA DRI-A This is a passout song
Before the grimmest enemy Cold rain whipping those proud faces War cries raising their spirits Despising death as they rush forward Blood of the brothers
