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 the Infant's star:
come and worship, come and worship,
worship Christ, the newborn King!

4 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!