Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing over the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.
in excelsis Deo,
in excelsis Deo.
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be?
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing.
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.
Merry Christmas, everyone!