Glory to God in the highest heaven ) x 2
Peace to the people on earth ) x 2
You came from the highest
Reached down to the lowest
O What a message of love
You came from the brightest
To light up the darkest
O what a message of love
Heaven's exalted King
Homeless and poor in Bethlehem
And we will sing your song
Follow you forever
We will be your hands
Reaching out again
Your song goes on and on
Your laughter breaks the silence
The season of your joy
Will never never end
Glory to God in the highest heaven ) x 2
Peace to the people on earth ) x 2
You came from the kindest
To suffer the cruelest
You are the message of love
You came from the purest
To die for the foulest
You are the message of love
Our God unrecognised
For ruined Sinners crucified
In the bustle of mainstreet
The noise and the concrete
Make us your message of love
In the turmoil of nations
Or a heart's desperation
Make us your message of love
Each step each breath we take
Yours is the love we celebrate