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!
Come let us adore
Christ He is the Lord
O God of God,
And Light of Light,
Lo, He abhors not the virgin's womb;
Very God, begotten not created
We're singing o come
(Come let us adore him)
We're singing o come
(Come let us adore him)
Sing, choirs of angels
Sing in exultation
Sing, all ye citizens
Of heav'n above! Glory to God in the highest!
We're singing o come
(Come let us adore him)
We're singing o come
(Come let us adore him)
Cause Christ the Lord has come
(Come let us adore him)
Yeah We're singing o come
(Come let us adore him)
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee,
Born this happy morning;
Jesus, to Thee be all glory giv'n!
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing!
We're singing o come
(Come let us adore him)
Yeah we're singing o come
(Come let us adore him)
Cause Christ the Lord has come
(Come let us adore him)
Yeah we're singing o come
(Come let us adore him)
Cause Christ the Lord has come
(Come let us adore him)
Christ the Lord has come
(Come let us adore him)