Oh! Come Ye Faithful, And Your Homage Bring

Oh! come ye faithful, and your homage bring To David's town with glad accord; Behold the Son, behold the angels' King: Oh, come ye, and sing praises to the Lord!

For he, the God of God, the Light of Light, The Virgin's womb hath not abhorred: And God is now reveal'd to mortal sight! Oh, come ye, and sing praises to the Lord!

And hark ! the angels through the lofty sky Their praises to his name afford; All glory they ascribe to God on high! Oh, come ye, and sing praises to the Lord!

Oh, Jesu Virgin-born! thy name shall be, On this thy day for aye ador'd! Incarnate Word of God, we worship Thee! Oh, come ye, and sing praises to the Lord!