Glory To God; To Men Good Will!

Opposed to Jewish Temple-rites, Strange to the lore of Greece, That message comes from starry heights, A key to lasting Peace. What-e'er our creed, we own its thrill — "Glory to God; to men good will!" Though Art may strive for utterance yet, And Science grope her way, A wider zone of thought is set Where shines the perfect day; A motive passing earthly skill — "Glory to God; to men good will!" For let the wise and prudent know, As trustful children would, That oracle of long ago Contains the Greatest Good; Unvex'd by doubt, unmix'd with ill — "Glory to God; to men good will!" A wiser world grows sick of strife, Of mockery dearly bought; And man, achieving truer life, And brave, unselfish thought, That high behest shall yet fulfil — "Glory to God; to men good will!" So lies millennial peace in reach, While empires rise and fall; For, age on age, and new to each, That glad prophetic call Comes pealing down the cycles still — "Glory to God; to men good will!"