Lyrics

O come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant Oh come ye O 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 To 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 shepards summoned to his cradel 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