High

There've been times, when I thought I heard angels
And I must admit, it took me by surprise
I heard rhythm, and the fullness of life
So rich, it brought tears to my eyes

There was a time, I was sure I heard angels
It was a sound tinged with sadness, but loaded with the joy
Full of rhythm, and oh such music
Kind of streetwise jubilation at the coming of that blessed boy

Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strain

Gloria, in excel sis deo
Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh

Shepherds why this jubilee
Why your joyous strains prolong
What the gladsome tidings be

Which inspire your heav'nly song

Gloria, in excel sis deo
Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh

Come to bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the lord, the new born king

Gloria, in excel sis deo
Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh

Angels we have heard on high

Angels we have heard on high, (gloria)
Angels we have heard on high, (gloria)
Angels we have heard on high, (gloria)
Angels we have heard on high, (gloria)

Angels we have heard