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.
Oh, little town of Bethlehem. How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by. . Yet in thy dark streets shine. The everlasting light.
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.