There've been times, when I thought I heard angels
I heard rhythm, and the fullness of life
so rich, it brought tears to my eyes and I must admit, it took me by surprise
it was a sound tinged with sadness, but loaded with the joy
There was a time, I was sure I heard angels
Full of rhythm, and oh such music kind of streetwise jubilation at the coming of that blessed boy
Angels we have heard on high
sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
echoing their joyous strain Gloria, in excel sis deo
Shepherds why this jubilee
Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh What the gladsome tidings be
why your joyous strains prolong
which inspire your heav'nly song Gloria, in excel sis deo Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh
him whose birth the angels sing
Come to Bethlehem and see
Come adore on bended knee Christ the lord, the new born king
Gloria, in excel sis deo
Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh Angels we have heard on high
Angels we have heard on high, (Gloria)
Angels we have heard on high, (Gloria) Angels we have heard on high, (Gloria)
Angels we have heard on high, (Gloria) Angels we have heard.
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