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Angels we have heard on
high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.
Glo----ria in excelsis Deo,
Glo----ria in excelsis Deo.
Shepherd, why this
jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Glo----ria in excelsis Deo,
Glo----ria in excelsis Deo.
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing.
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.
Glo----ria in excelsis Deo,
Glo----ria in excelsis Deo.
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