'O, Come all ye faithfull,
joyful and triumphant
O, come ye, O, come ye to Bethlahem.
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 Lght,
Lo, He abhors not the virgin's womb.
Very Good.
Begotten not created.
O, come let us adore him....
O, come let us adore him....
O, come let us adore him....
Christ the Lord.
Sing Choirs of angels..
Sing in exultation,
Sing all ye citizens of Heav'n above.
Glory to God in the highest.
O, come let us adore him....
O, come let us adore him....
O, come let us adore him....
Christ the Lord.
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee
Born this happy morning
Jesu, to Thee be glory given
Word of the father...
Now in flesh appearing..
O, come let us adore him....
O, come let us adore him....
O, come let us adore him....
Christ the Lord.
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