O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem Come and behold him Born the king of angels O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultations, Sing, all ye citizens of heavn above; Glory to god Glory in the highest: O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord See how the shepherds, Summoned to his cradle, Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze; We too will thither Bend our joyful footsteps; O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem Come and behold him Born the king of angels O come let us adore him O come let us adore him 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 O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem Come and behold him Born the king of angels O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord