Away in a manger no crib for a bed
The Little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay
The Little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The first Noel the angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night that was so deep
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel
Joy to the world the Lord is come
Let Earth receive her King
Let every heart prepare Him room
And Heaven and Nature sing
And Heaven and Nature sing
And Heaven and Heav'n and Nature sing
He rules the world with truth and grace
And makes the Nation's prove
The glories of his righteousness
And wonders of His love
And wonders of His love
And wonders and wonders of His love
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous rings
Gloria, in Excelcus Deo
Gloria, in Excelcus Deo
In Excelcus Deo