O come all ye faithful

O come, all ye faithful,
Joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Come and behold Him,
Born the King of Angels!
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!

God of God,
Light of Light,
Lo! He abhors not the Virgin's womb
Very God,
Begotten, not created.

See how the shepherds
Summoned to His cradle,
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze!
We, too, will thither
Bend our hearts' oblations.

Lo, star-led chieftains,
Magi, Christ adoring,
Offer Him incense, gold and myrrh
We to the Christ-child
Bring our hearts' oblations

Child, for us sinners,
Poor and in the manger,
Fain we embrace Thee with love and awe
Who would not love Thee,
Loving us so dearly?

Sing, choirs of angels,
Sing in exultation,
O sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
"Glory to God,
In the highest!"

Yea, Lord, we greet Thee,
Born this happy morning,
Jesus, to Thee be all glory given
Word of the Father,
Now in flesh appearing!