It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old.
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold.
Peace on the earth, good will to men,
From Heaven's all gracious King.
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing,
The angels sing.
(Angels we have heard on high) The angels sing,
(Sweetly singing o'er the plains) The angels sing,
(And the mountains in reply, echo back their joyous strains)
Glo ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o -ria,
In Excelsis Deo.
Glo ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o -ria,
In Excelsis Deo.
Shepherds why this jubilee,
Why your joyous strains prolong?
Say what may the tidings be,
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Glo ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o -ria,
In Excelsis Deo.
Glo ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o -ria,
In Excelsis Deo.
Come to Bethlehem and see,
Him whose birth the angels sing,
Come adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord the newborn King.
Glo ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o ? o -ria,
In Excelsis Deo.
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria,
In Excelsis Deo.
Oh come, all ye faithful,
Joyful and triumphant,
Oh come ye, oh come ye,
To Bethlehem.
Come and behold Him,
Born the King of Angels.
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
Sing choirs of angels,
Sing in exaltation,
Oh sing, all you citizens of Heaven above,
Glory to God in the highest!
Oh come, let us adore Him, (oh come let us adore)
Oh come, let adore Him, (oh come let us)
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
Yea, Lord we greet Thee,
Born this happy morning,
Jesus to Thee be all glory giv'n.
Word of the Father,
Now in flesh appearing.
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Christ, the Lord!