Gloria

Snow lies deep upon the Earth
Still our voices warmly sing
Heralding the glorious birth
of the Child, the Winter King

Glo -- ria!
In excelsis Deo!
Glo--ria!
In excelsis Dea!

Our tiumphant voices claim
Joy and hope and love renewed
And our Lady's glad refrain
Answers Winter's solitude.

Glo -- ria!
In excelsis Deo!
Glo--ria!
In excelsis Dea!

In Her arms a holy Child
Promises a glowing Light
Through the winter wind so wild
He proclaims the growing light.

Glo -- ria!
In excelsis Deo!
Glo--ria!
In excelsis Dea!

Now the turning of the year
Of the greater turning sings
Passing age of cold and fear
soon our golden summer brings.

Glo -- ria!
In excelsis Deo!
Glo--ria!
In excelsis Dea!

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