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Angels, from the Realms of Glory

Angels from the realms of glory,

Wing your flight o'er all the earth.

You who sang creation's story,

Now proclaim Messiah's birth.

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ the newborn King.

 

Shepherds in the fields abiding,

Watching o'er their flocks by night;

God with man is now residing,

Yonder shines the infant's light.

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ the newborn King.

 

He is worthy, He is worthy of our praise.

 

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.

 

We will worship, we will worship Christ the King.

 

Saints before the altar bending,

Watching long in hope and fear,

Suddenly the Lord descending

In His temple shall appear.

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ the newborn King.