O Come, all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye To Bethlehem. 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 Light, Lo! he abhors not The Virgin’s womb: Very God, 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 heaven 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.
See how the shepherds, Summoned to his cradle, Leaving their flocks draw nigh to gaze. We too will thither Bend our joyful footsteps:
O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
Lo! star-led chieftains, Magi, Christ adoring, Offer Him incense, gold, and myrrh; We to the Christ Child bring our hearts’ oblations:
O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
Child, for us sinners poor and in the manger, We would embrace Thee, with love and awe; Who would not love Thee, loving us so dearly?
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, Jesus 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.
