Angels we have heard in heaven,
Sweetly singing o'er our plains,
And the mountain tops in answer
Echoing their joyous strains.
Gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Shepherds, why the exultation?
Why this rapturous strain prolong?
Tell us of the gladsome tidings,
Which inspire your joyous song?
Gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Come to Bethlehem, and see him
O’er whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore, devoutly kneeling,
Christ the Lord, the new born King
Gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

See him in a manger lying,
Whom the choir of angels praise!
Mary, Joseph, come to aid us,
While our hearts in love we raise.
Gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria in excelsis Deo.