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Angels we have heard on high

Sweetly singing o’er the plains,

And the mountains in reply

Echoing their joyous strains.

**Glo——ria, in excelsis De-o! (2)

Shepherds, why this jubilee?

Why your joyous strains prolong?

What the gladsome tidings be?

What inspire your heav’nly song?

Come to Bethlehem and see

Him whose birth the angels sing;

Come, adore on bended knee,

Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

See Him in a manger laid

Whom the choirs of angels praise;

Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,

While our hearts in love we raise.