Oh Come All Ye Faithful

Oh, come ye
 O come ye to Bethlehem
 Come and behold him
 Born the King of angels
 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
 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
 Christ the Lord
 See how the shepards
 Summoned to his cradel
 Leaving their flocks
 Draw nigh with lowly fear
 We too will thither hend
 Our joyful footsteps
 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
 Christ the Lord