
Gloria!
Birth moans
in strawed stable.
The King has come,
his lusty wailing
rends dark night.
Gloria!
Birth bloody
as his death,
the King has come.
His reality
mouth and mother's breast.
Gloria!
Birth starlit in musked air,
The King has come,
God swaddled in human need.
Gloria!
Jesus Son of God Most High.
Gloria in Excelsis Deo!
Gloria!
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