Angels We Have Heard On High / Glory To God
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o’er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Glo—o—o—o—o—o—ria,
In ex-cel-sis D—e—o
Glo—o—o—o—o—o—ria,
In ex-cel-sis D—e—o
Glory to God, glory to God
Glory to God in the highest
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing,
Come, adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord, the newborn King
