(French carol, ca. 1862)


Angels we have heard on high

Sweetly singing over the plains

And the mountains in reply,

Echoing their joyous strains.

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o


Shepherds, why this Jubilee?

Why your joyous strains prolong?

What the gladsome tidings be

Which inspire your heavenly song?

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o


Come to Bethlehem and see

Him whose birth the angels sing;

Come, adore on bended knee

Christ, the Lord,

The newborn King

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o


See Him in a manger laid

Jesus, Lord of heaven and earth!

Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,

With us sing our Savior's birth.

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o