Angels we have heard on high, Sweetly singing o'er the plains, And the mountains in reply, Echoing their joyous strains. Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song? Come to Bethlehem and see Him whose birth the angels sing. Come adore on bended knee Christ, the Lord, the newborn King. Glooooooooooooooooooooria, In excelsis Deo; Glooooooooooooooooooooria, In excelsis Deo.Tabıǵatyńmen, mahabbatyńmen ده وعدك لي ḥqk ạ̉nhạr ạ̉nhạr Ey Perişan Canım عايشين بالوعد Менин үмүтүм في طريقي للقداسة ạllh bydʿmny Hojže, Bože, jak to bolí bnạdyk tʿạla
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