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

Angels We Have Heard On
Angels we have on high,
singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in
their joyous strains. Gloria...

Gloria, In Deo

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

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

Christ, by heaven adored,
Christ, the Lord,
late in time him come,
of a virgin's womb.
Veiled in flesh the see;
hail, the deity,
pleased as Man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!
Hark! the herald sing,
Glory to the King.

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