Glory to the New Born King
(Hark the herald angels sing....)

Brothers, Sisters, come and sing
Glory to the new born King
Gardens peaceful, forest wild
Celebrate the Winter Child

Now the time of glowing starts
Joyful hands and joyful hears
Cheer the Yule log as it burns
For once again the Sun returns
Brothaers, sisters, come and sing
Glory to the new born King

Brothers, sisters, singing come
Glory to the new born sun
Through the wind and dark of night
Celebrate the coming light

Suns glad rays thru fear´s cold burns
LIfe thru death the Wheel now turns
Gather round the Yule log and tree
Celebrate Life´s mystery
Brothers, sisters, singing come
Glory to the new born Sun.