O come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant 
<br />Oh come ye O come ye to Bethlehem; 
<br />come and behold him born the King of angels; 
<br />O come let us adore him Christ the Lord. 
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<br />God of God light of light 
<br />lo he abhors not the virgin's womb; 
<br />very God begotten not created: 
<br />O come let us adore him Christ the Lord. 
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<br />Sing choirs of angels sing in exultation 
<br />sing all ye citizens of heaven above; 
<br />glory to God in the highest: 
<br />O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. 
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<br />See how the shepards summoned to his cradel, 
<br />leaving their flocks, draw nigh with lowly fear; 
<br />we too will thither hend our joyful footsteps; 
<br />O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. 
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<br />Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning; 
<br />Jesus, to thee be glory given; 
<br />word of the Father, now in flesh appearing: 
<br />O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. 
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