Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly swinging o’er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Shepherds why this jubilee
Why your joyous strains prolong
What the Gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song
Gloria In Excelsis Deo
Gloria In Excelsis Deo
Gloria In Excelsis Deo
Gloria In Excelsis Deo
Come to Bethlehem and see Him
Him whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord, the newborn King
Glory, Glory to God in the highest
Holy, Holy we won’t be silent
