O Come All Ye Faithful

Rompa, Rompa, Rompa! You love the men of your glory, it's time for me. You love the men of your glory, it's time for me. O come, O we faithful, Joyful and triumphant, O come, O come, Me to live, and live.

Come and be holding, Born the King of Angels, O come, let us adore, O come, let us adore, O come, let us adore him, Christ, Lord. Sing, wires of angels, sing an exultation, sing all these The nations are never born

Don't need to go to glory in the highest O come let us adore you O come let us adore you O come let us adore you Just ask the Lord. May Lord be brief.

Born this happy morning. Jesus to be the only given. O God the Father, now in flesh of theory, O come let us adore you. O come let us adore you.

Oh, now that I'm out of love