Glory to God in the highest, peace to His people on earth,nGlory to God on His throne, His vengenance is merciful.nnTo His weeping children He gives a mother's comfort.nWho denies His hand He gives bitterest rebuke.nnHis wings are a refuge for all those who run to Him,nHis voice will shatter shelters of man.nnPraise God who brings deliv'ry, Praise God who shuts the womb.nnHe vindicates the little ones and gives worth to their sufferingnthe rich man's bones will scatter he carries nothing with himnHe holds the outcasts' hands His nearness is lifenGod will break the arms of peace-talkers with hearts of warn