Tryskelion

Snow lies deep upon the Earth
Still our voices warmly sing
Heralding the glorious birth
Of the Child, the Winter King

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Glo -- ria!
In excelsis Deo! (pronounced in-egg-shells-seize de-o)
Glo -- ria!
In excelsis Dea!

Our triumphant voices claim
Joy and hope and love renewed
And our Lady's glad refrain
Answer Winter's solitude

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In Her arms a holy Child
Promises a glowing Light
Through the winter wind so wild
He proclaims the growing Light.

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Now the turning of the year
Of the greater Turning sings
Passing age of cold and fear
Soon our golden summer brings.

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