O Come, All Ye Faithful (O'Connor)

1. 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, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.

2. Forsaking the sheepfold, To His lowly cradle obedient and swiftly run the shepherd throng: Bounding with gladness Let our footsteps follow: O come, &c.

3. The Splendour Immortal, Son of Sire Eternal, Concealed in mortal flesh our eyes shall see; God is an Infant, Swaddling clothes enfold Him: O come, &c.

4. For us poor and needy, Cradled in a manger, Oh let us in loving arms enfold Him fast! So true a lover Shall we not requite Him? O come, & c.