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 heav’n above;
glory to God, all glory in the highest;
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 all glory giv’n;
Word of the Father, late in flesh appearing;
O come, let us adore him;
O come, let us adore him;
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord!