Luyện nghe bài hát Medley: Angels We Have Heard On High/hark! The Herald Angels

Angels We Heard On High
we have heard on high,
Sweetly singing the plains
And the mountains in
their joyous strains. Gloria...

Gloria, In Deo

why this jubilee,
Why joyous strains prolong
What the tidings be,
Which inspire your heavenly

Hark! the herald sing,
Glory to the King,
peace on earth, and mild,
God and reconcile.
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
the triumph of the skies;
with the host proclaim,
'Christ is born in
Hark! the herald sing,
Glory to the King.

Christ, by heaven adored,
Christ, the Lord,
late in behold him come,
offspring of a womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead
hail, the deity,
as Man with to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!
Hark! the angels sing,
to the newborn King.

Hail, the Prince of peace!
the Sun of righteousness!
Light and to all he brings,
risen healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his by,
born man no more may die,
born to raise the of earth,
to give them second birth.
Hark! the herald sing,
to the newborn King.