Letra da Música O Come, All Ye Faithful de John Wade

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;

O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
Christ the lord.

True god of true god, light from light eternal,
Lo, he shuns not the virgin’s womb;
Son of the father, begotten, not created;

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation;
O sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
Glory to god, all glory in the highest;

See how the shepherds, summoned to his cradle,
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze;
We too will thither bend our joyful footsteps;

Lo! star led chieftains, magi, christ adoring,
Offer him incense, gold, and myrrh;
We to the christ child bring our hearts’ oblations.

Child, for us sinners poor and in the manger,
We would embrace thee, with love and awe;
Who would not love thee, loving us so dearly?

Yea, lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be glory given;
Word of the father, now in flesh appearing.