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

Gloria, gloria
Gloria in the highest

Shepherds why this jubilee
Why your joyous strains prolong
Say what may the tidings be
Which inspire your heav’nly song

Oh, at the name of Jesus every knee will bow
And every tongue proclaim that He is Lord
He is Lord

Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord the newborn King

Oh, at the name of Jesus every knee will bow
And every tongue proclaim that He is Lord

To the glory of God the Father
To the glory of God in the highest

And the glory
The glory of the Lord shall be revealed
And the glory
The glory of the Lord shall be revealed