Текст песни Gloria (Hark the Herald Angels Sing)

Come to bethlehem and see More than a story, it’ll set you free Are you tired of the running? Are you tired of the shame? Baby born in a manger’s gonna break every chain Angels fill up the heavens with the sound of his name Gloria To the promised one, to the only son Gloria Now the peasant king changes everything Angels we have heard on high Pierce the silent midnight sky From a throne to a manger Trading glory for shame From a king to a stranger With a love to proclaim Angels fill up the heavens with the sound of his name Come adore on bended knee Lay your burden at the feet Of christ the lord, the newborn king Gloria