Glory to God in the highest, peace to His people on earth
Glory to God on His throne, His vengenance is merciful
To His weeping children He gives a mother's comfort
Who denies His hand He gives bitterest rebuke
His wings are a refuge for all those who run to Him
His voice will shatter shelters of man
Praise God who brings deliv'ry, Praise God who shuts the womb
He vindicates the little ones and gives worth to their suffering
The rich man's bones will scatter he carries nothing with him
He holds the outcasts' hands His nearness is life
God will break the arms of peace-talkers with hearts of war