All of the glory flowed through the night skies,
Waking poor shepherds asleep on the earth.
All of the glory shone in their bright eyes,
As holy angels sang at your birth.

All of the glory from the beginning
Was yours, Lord Jesus, at the Father’s side.
Then for the sake of all of us sinning
Children of dust, you laid it aside.

All of the glory! Through all the ages
We come before you to pray and rejoice.
God’s Word Incarnate, from scripture’s pages
Speak to our hearts: let us hear your voice!

Words: James Ayers, © 1997. Tune: Bunessan (traditional Gaelic) [“Morning Has Broken”]