O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Lo! He abhors not the Virgin's womb,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze!
Bend our hearts' oblations.
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Offer Him incense, gold and myrrh,
Bring our hearts' oblations
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
O sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee,
Jesus, to Thee be all glory given,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
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