Angel we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plain And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strain Gloria In excellsis deo Gloria In excellsis
A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing: For still our ancient foe doth seek to
(Public Domain) Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plain And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strain [Chorus:] Gloria
since more than onethousand years surrounded by majestic peaks, built at giant rocks, the old walls of the frightening fortress are standing many dark
: since more than onethousand years surrounded by majestic peaks, built at giant rocks, the old walls of the frightening fortress are standing many
