O Come, All Ye Faithful (Johnston)

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For other English-language translations of this work, see Adeste Fideles.

 
O come, all ye faithful,
Rejoicing, triumphing,
To Bethlehem come ye with glad accord;
A Babe here behold ye,
The King of the angels:
O come let us worship our Saviour Lord.

Who God of God is,
Light of Light Eternal,
The womb of the Virgin hath not abhorr'd;
Very and true God,
Begotten, not created:
O come let us worship our Saviour Lord.

Sing ye, choirs of angels,
Sing with exultation,
Though heaven's wide courts be your anthems pour'd;
Glory, sing glory,
To God in the highest,--
O come let us worship our Saviour Lord.

To Thee, born of Mary
At this blessed season,
All glory, O Jesu, we do accord;
Word of the Father,
Eternal, Incarnate,--
O come let us worship our Saviour Lord.