The Angel Gabriel from Heaven Came

The an­gel Ga­bri­el from Heav­en came

His wings as drift­ed snow

his eyes as flame;

All hail

said he

thou low­ly maid­en Ma­ry

Most high­ly fa­vored la­dy

Glo­ria!

For know a bless­èd mo­ther thou shalt be

All ge­ne­ra­tions laud and hon­or thee

Thy Son shall be Em­ma­nu­el

by seers fore­told

Most high­ly fa­vored la­dy

Glo­ria!

Then gen­tle Ma­ry meek­ly bowed her head

To me be as it pleas­eth God

she said

My soul shall laud and ma­gn­ify His ho­ly name.

Most high­ly fa­vored lady

Glo­ria!

Of her

Em­ma­nu­el

the Christ

was born

In Beth­le­hem

all on a Christ­mas morn

And Christ­ian folk through­out the world

Will ev­er say—

Most high­ly fa­vored la­dy

Glo­ria!