Hark The Herald Angels Sing & Come All Ye Faithful (исполнитель: Blackmore's Night (Winter Carols))
Hark the herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled" Joyful, all ye nations rise Join the triumph of the skies With the angelic host proclaim: "Christ is born in Bethlehem" Hark! The herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King!" Christ by highest heav'n adored Christ the everlasting Lord! Late in time behold [bad word] Offspring of a Virgin's womb Veiled in flesh the Godhead see Hail the incarnate Deity Pleased as man with man to dwell Jesus, our Emmanuel Hark! The herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King!" Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Son of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings Ris'n with healing in His wings Mild He lays His glory by Born that man no more may die Born to raise the sons of earth Born to give them second birth Hark! The herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King!" ==== [bad word] all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant! [bad word] ye, [bad word] ye to [bad word] and behold him Born the king of angels: [bad word] let us adore him, [bad word] let us adore him, [bad word] let us adore him, Christ the Lord. Highest, most holy, Light of light eternal, Born of a virgin, mortal [bad word] Son of the Father Now in flesh appearing! [bad word] let us adore him, [bad word] let us adore him, [bad word] let us adore him, Christ the Lord. Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above! Glory to God In the highest: [bad word] let us adore him, [bad word] let us adore him, [bad word] let us adore him, Christ the Lord. Yea, Lord, we greet thee, Born this happy morning; Jesus, to thee be glory given! Word of the Father, Now in flesh appearing! [bad word] let us adore him, [bad word] let us adore him, [bad word] let us adore him, Christ the Lord.