Оригинален текст
Christmas day is come; let's all prepare for mirth,
Which fills the earth and heaven at this amazing birth.
Through both the joyous angels in strife and hurry fly,
With glories and hosannas, "All Holy" do they cry,
In heav'n the Church triumphant adores with all her
Choirs,
The militant on earth with humble faith admires.
In heav'n the Church triumphant adores with all her
Choirs,
The militant on earth with humble faith admires.