Oh the beauty and the loss of the cradle and the cross
The Son of God so humbly sent for us
Into darkness came the light, faith of fathers became sight
When the Christ arrived to save the fold of God
Humanity embraced, He left a perfect place
The prize of God in lowly manger lay
Angels shout with joyous song, saints and sinners sing along
In the highest place, Glory, gloria
Emmanuel, God with us
The Lamb of God slain for us
Finally, our hope's secured
By the beauty of the cradle and the cross
The creator of the stars, then in flesh received the scars
On the cross He paid the debt of sinners earned
And even death could not Him hold, peace on earth we see unfold
As the risen Christ ascends in victory
Stars and angels sing around You, Gloria
Hearts unfold like flowers before You, Gloria
Joyful, joyful we adore You, Gloria