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Angels we have heard on highSweetly singing o'er the plainsAnd the mountains in replyEchos in their joyous strainsGlor-or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or-riaIn excelsis Deo!Glor-or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or-riaIn excelsis De-e-o!Shepherds, why this jubilee?Why your gladtime strain prolong?Say what may the tidings be?Which inspire your heavenly song?Glor-or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or-riaIn excelsis Deo!Glor-or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or-riaIn excelsis De-e-o!Come to Bethl'em, come and seeWhose birth the angels singCome, adore on bended kneeThe infant Christ, the newborn KingGlor-or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or-riaIn excelsis Deo!Glor-or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or, Or-or-or-or-or-riaIn excelsis De-e-o! From Letras Mania