Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly, sweetly through the night
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their brief delight
Glory to God,
Glory to God, in excelsis Deo
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing,
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord, the newborn King
Glory to God,
Glory to God, in excelsis Deo
Gloria, in excelsis Deo
Glory to God,
Glory to God, in excelsis Deo
