Angels From the Realm of Glory

Angels, from the realsm of Glory,
Wing your flight o’er all the earth;
Ye who sang creation’s story,
Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:

Come and worship
Christ, the new-born King.
Come and worship
Worship Christ, the new-born King.

Shepherds, in the field abiding,
Watching o’er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant-light:

Come and worship
Christ, the new-born King.
Come and worship
Worship Christ, the new-born King.

Sages, leave your contemplations,
Brighter visions beam afar;
Seek the great desire of nations,
Ye have seen His natal star:

Come and worship
Christ, the new-born King.
Come and worship
Worship Christ, the new-born King.

Saints, before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord descending
In His temple shall appear:

Come and worship
Christ, the new-born King.
Come and worship
Worship Christ, the new-born King.