Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o’er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Glo-ria in excelsis deo

Shepherds, why this jubilee
Why your joyous strains prolong
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire Your heavenly song
Glo-ria in excelsis deo
Glo-ria in excelsis deo
Glo-ria, in excelsis deo
Glo-ria, in excelsis deo

Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King
Peace on earth, and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations rise, join the triumph of the skies
With angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King
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Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace
Hail, the Son of Righteousness
Light and life to all He brings
Risen with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King

Glo-ria, in excelsis deo
Glo-ria, in excelsis deo
Glo-ria, in excelsis deo