O Come All Ye Faithful Joyful And Triumphant
Oh Come Ye O Come Ye To Bethlehem;
Come And Behold Him Born The King Of Angels;
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:
O Come Let Us Adore Him Christ The Lord.

Sing Choirs Of Angels Sing In Exultation
Sing All Ye Citizens Of Heaven Above;
Glory To God In The Highest:
O Come, Let Us Adore Him, Christ The Lord.

See How The Shepards Summoned To His Cradel,
Leaving Their Flocks, Draw Nigh With Lowly Fear;
We Too Will Thither Hend Our Joyful Footsteps;
O Come, Let Us Adore Him, Christ The Lord.

Yea, Lord, We Greet Thee, Born This Happy Morning;
Jesus, To Thee Be Glory Given;
Word Of The Father, Now In Flesh Appearing:
O Come, Let Us Adore Him, Christ The Lord.