Glory Be to God on High (Wesley 2)

Glory be to God on high

And peace on earth des­cend;

Now God comes down

He bows the sky

And shows Him­self our friend!

God the in­vi­si­ble ap­pears

God the blest

the great I AM

He so­journs in this vale of tears

And Je­sus is His name.

Him by the an­gels all adored

Their mak­er and their king;

Lo

tid­ings of their hum­bled Lord

They now to mor­tals bring;

Emptied of His ma­jes­ty

Of His daz­zling glo­ries shorn

Our be­ing’s source be­gins to be

And God Him­self is born!

See the eter­nal Son of God

A mor­tal Son of Man

Now dwell­ing in an earth­ly clod

Whom Heav­en can­not con­tain!

Stand amazed

ye heav­ens

look at this!

See the Lord of earth and skies

Low hum­bled to the dust He is

And in a man­ger lies!

We the sons of men re­joice

The Prince of Peace pro­claim

With Heav­en’s host lift up your voice

And shout Im­ma­nu­el’s name;

Knees and hearts to Him we bow;

Of our flesh

and of our bone

Jesus is our bro­ther now

And God is all our own!