Angels We Have Heard on High

Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o’er the plains,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.

Glo-ri-a, in excelsis De-o!
Glo-ri-a, in excelsis De-o!

Shepherds, why this jubiliee?
Why your joyous strains proling?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?

Glo-ri-a, in excelsis De-o!
Glo-ri-a, in excelsis De-o!

Come to Bethlehem and see
Christ Whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

Glo-ri-a, in excelsis De-o!
Glo-ri-a, in excelsis De-o!