O come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant
Oh come ye, come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold him born the King of angels
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord
God of God light of light
Lo he abhors not the virgin's womb
Very God begotten not created
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord.
Sing choirs of angels sing in exultation
Sing all ye citizens of heaven above
Glory to God in the highest
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord
See how the sheperds summoned to his cradle
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh with lowly fear
We too will thither hend our joyful footsteps
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord
Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning
Jesus, to thee be glory given
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord