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Angels we have heard on high,
sweetly singing o'er the plains.
And the mountains in reply,
echoing their joyous strains.
Gloria, in excelsius deo
Gloria, in excelsius deo
Shepherd why this jubilee,
why your joyous straings prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be,
which inspire your heavenly song?
Gloria, in excelsius deo
Gloria, in excelsius deo |