O Come All Ye Faithful

O come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant 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. (more songs)