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