Angels we have heard on high,
Singing sweetly through the night,
And the mountains, in reply,
Echoing their brave delight.
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why this songs of happy cheer?
What great brightness did you see?
What glad tidings did you hear?
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 angels praise above;
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
While we raise our hearts in love.