O Come All Ye Faithful (Hymn 231) - S4:E2 - Hymnology
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1. O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant;
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Come and behold Him, born the King of angels!
Refrain:
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
2. God of God, Light of Light eternal,
lo, he abhors not the virgin’s womb;
Very God, begotten, not created;
3. Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation;
O sing, all ye citizens of heav’n above!
Glory to God, all glory in the highest!
4. Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning;
Jesus, to Thee be all glory giv’n;
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing!
Words: Latin Hymn, ascribed to John Francis Wade; tr. Frederick Oakeley
Music: John Francis Wade
Vocalists: Deb Victa and Hannah Park
Instrumentalists: Cathy Biagini - Cello, Eric Fisher - Drums, Enoria Li - Violin, Mark Rice - Piano
Hymnology was produced by Grace Productions in partnership with Hymns of Grace. Hymns of Grace exist to assist believers in their corporate and private worship of God. For more information about Hymns of Grace, visit: https://hymnsofgrace.com
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