Every valley shall be exalted
Behold a virgin shall conceive
O thou that tellest good tidings
For unto us a child is born
He that dwelleth in Heaven
I know that my Redeemer liveth
Behold, I tell you a mystery
Ev'ry valley shall be exalted
And the glory of the Lord
But who may abide the day of his coming
Behold a virgin shall conceive
O thou that tellest good tidings
For unto us a child is born
Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion
Why do the nations so furiously rage together?
Let us break their bonds asunder
I know that my redeemer liveth
Behold I tell you a mystery
Worthy is the lamb that was slain.