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!
Worship Christ, the new-bora King!
Shepherds in the field abiding,
Watching o'er their flocks by night;
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the Infant-light:
Come and worship!
Worship Christ, the new-bora King!
Sages, leave your contemplations;
Brighter visions beam afar!
Seek the great Desire of nations,
Ye have seen His natal star:
Come and worship!
Worship Christ, the new-bora King!
Saints before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In His temple shall appear:
Come and worship!
Worship Christ, the new-bora King!