LYRIC
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o’er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echo back their joyous strains
Glo-ri-a
In excelsis De-o
Glo-ri-a
In excelsis De-o
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
Say what may the tidings be,
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the an-gels sing
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord the newborn King
See within a manger laid
Jesus Lord of haven and earth
Mary, Joseph lend your aid
With us sing our Savior’s birth
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