There is light
And figures dancing in the sky
Clothed in more colours than the world can contain
And all the silences of the night
Leap in song
Like that of a river cascading
From the wild mountain to the slow human plain
Gloria! Gloria in the highest!
A child's cry sounds from far away
It's almost day
And in the brown-air town away below
Three travelers reap a star harvest
And then go on their way again
Gloria! Gloria in the highest!
Gloria! Gloria in the highest!