Angels We Have Heard On High / Glory To God

Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains

Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?

Glo—o—o—o—o—o—ria
In ex-cel-sis D—e—o
Glo—o—o—o—o—o—ria
In ex-cel-sis D—e—o

Glory to God, glory to God
Glory to God in the highest

Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord, the newborn King