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