O come, all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye to Bethlehem Come and behold Him Born the King of Angels O come, let us adore Him O come, let us adore Him O come, let us adore Him Christ the Lord Sing, choirs of angels Sing in exaltation Oh sing, all ye bright hosts Of heaven above Glory to God, Glory in the highest O come, let us adore Him O come, let us adore Him O come, let us adore Him Christ the Lord Angels we have heard on high, Sweetly singing o'er the plains, And the mountains in reply, Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis deo Gloria in excelsis deo Shepherd why this jubilee, Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song Come to bethlehem and see Christ whos birth the angels sing Come adore on bended knee Christ the lord the new-born king Gloria in excelsis deo Hark! the herald angels sing, - "Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem." Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King! Christ, by highest heav'n adored: Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time behold him come, Offspring of the favored one. Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see; Hail, th'incarnate Deity: Pleased, as man, with men to dwell, Jesus, our Emmanuel! Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King! Hail! the heav'n-born Prince of peace! Hail! the Son of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die: Born to raise the sone of earth, Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King!