The Crimson Sun
Alexander Campkin
When the crimson sun had set
Low behind the wintry sea,
On the bright
And cold midnight
Burst a sound of heavenly glee:
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Where the manger crib is laid,
In the city fair and free,
Hand in hand,
This shepherds band
Worship Christ on bended knee.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Join with us in welcome song,
Ye who in Christ's Home abide,
Sing the Love
Of God above,
Shown at happy Christmas-tide.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
