O Come, All Ye
O come, all
ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,
Come ye, O come ye, to Bethlehem.
Come and behold Him, born the King of angels;
let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore
Christ the Lord.
True God of true God, Light from Light
Lo, he shuns not the Virgin's womb;
Son of the Father,
begotten, not created;
Sing, choirs of angels, sing
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
Glory to God, all
glory in the highest;
See how the shepherds, summoned
to His cradle,
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze;
We too will
thither bend our joyful footsteps;
Child, for us
sinners poor and in the manger,
We would embrace Thee, with love and
Who would not love Thee, loving us so dearly?
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning;
Jesus, to Thee be
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing.
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