Pat Boone - Adeste Fideles Lyrics

Pat Boone Lyrics

"Adeste Fideles"

O come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant
O come ye o come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold him born the King of angels
O come let us adore him o come let us adore him
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord

Sing choirs of angels sing with, exultation
Sing all ye citizens of heav'n above
Glory to God in the highest
(O come let us adore him, o come let us adore him)
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord
Glory to God in the highest
(O come let us adore him, o come let us adore him)
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord

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Writer(s): Ray Colcord, Traditional

album: "White Christmas" (1959)

White Christmas

Jingle Bells

Adeste Fideles

God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen

O Little Town Of Bethlehem

Silver Bells

Santa Claus Is Coming To Town

Silent Night

O Holy Night

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

The First Noel

I'll Be Home For Christmas

Joy To The World

It Came Upon A Midnight Clear

Here Comes Santa Claus

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