(French carol)
Angels we have heard on high,
Sweetly singing over the plains,
And the mountains in reply,
Echoing their joyous strains.
Glo——–ria in excelsis Deo;
Glo——–ria in excelsis Deo.
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What may the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Glo——–ria in excelsis Deo
Glo——–ria in excelsis Deo.
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord, the newborn king.
Glo——-ria in excelsis Deo;
Glo——-ria in excelsis Deo.