Translation: Watts, Isaac. Sing To The Lord, Ye Distant Lands.
Translation: Watts, Isaac. Sing, All Ye Nations, To The Lord.
Hark! The herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful all ye nations rise Join the triumph
Hark the herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn king Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled" Joyful all ye nations rise Join the
Hark! The herald the angels sing Glory to the new born king Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise Join
, Lo, he abhors not the virgin's womb; Very god, begotten not created O come let us adore him, etc. Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing all ye
O come let us adore him Christ, the Lord Sing choirs of angels O sing in exultation, mmm Sing all ye citizens From Heaven above Angels we have heard on high Singing
came; And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same; How that in Bethlehem was born the son of God by name. Refrain Now to the Lord sing praises
trust in Him From Satan's power and might" Oh, tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh, tidings of comfort and joy Now to the Lord sing praises
joy Tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Comfort and joy, joy, joy, joy Now to the Lord sing praises
of Angels O come, let us adore Him O come, let us adore Him O come, let us adore Him Christ the Lord Sing choirs of angels Sing in exultation O sing all ye
come let us adore Him Oh come let us adore Him Oh come let us adore Him Christ, the Lord Sing choirs of angels Sing in exultation Sing all ye citizens
was born The son of God by name Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy Now to the lord sing praises All you within
in him from Satan's power and might? Oh tidings of comfort and joy comfort and joy (Oh tidings of comfort and joy) Now to the Lord sing praises all
O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him O come, let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord Sing choirs of angels, sing in exultation Sing all ye
, let us adore Him Oh come, let us adore Him Oh come, let us adore Him Christ the Lord Sing choirs of angels, sing it exultation Sing, all ye citizens
There's a call that rings for the one who sings to those now gone astray Saying come ye men and your load of sin there at the altar lay You don't seem
