Song Collection

Angels we have heard on high, sweetly singing o’er the plains, and the mountains in reply echo back their joyous strains. Glo – – – – – ria in excelsis Deo, glo – – – – – ria in excelsis Deo. Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? Say what may the tidings be, which inspire your heav’nly song? Glo – – – – – ria in excelsis Deo, glo – – – – – ria in excelsis Deo. Come to Bethlehem and see him whose birth the angels sing; come, adore on bended knee Christ the Lord, the newborn King. Glo – – – – – ria in excelsis Deo, glo – – – – – ria in excelsis Deo.