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 newborn King. | Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night; God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant Light: | Sages, leave your contemplations; Brighter visions beam afar: Seek the great Desire of nations, Ye have seen his natal star. | Saints before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In his temple shall appear: | |