Angels, from the Realms of Glory

1.

Angels, from the realms of glory,

Wing your flight o’er all the earth;

Ye who sang creation’s story,

Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

2.

Shepherds, in the fields abiding,

Watching o’er your flocks by night,

God on earth is now residing;

Yonder shines the infant light:

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

3.

Sages, leave your contemplations,

Brighter visions beam afar;

Seek the great Desire of Nations,

Ye have seen his natal star:

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

4.

Though an infant now we view him,

He shall fill his Father’s throne,

Gather all the nations to him;

Ev’ry knee shall then bow down:

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

5.

All creation, join in praising

God, the Father, Spirit, Son,

Evermore your voices raising,

To the eternal Three-in-One:

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.