Poetry Archives

Angels from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight over all the earth;
Ye who sang creation’s story
Now proclaim the Messiah’s birth.

  CHORUS
  Come and worship, come and worship
  Worship Christ, the newborn King.

Shepherds, in the field abiding,
Watching over your flocks by night,
God with us  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.

Sinners, wrung with true repentance,
Doomed for guilt to endless pains,
Justice now revokes the sentence,
Mercy calls you, break your chains.

Though an infant now we view Him,
He shall fill His Father’s throne,
Gather all nations to Him;
Every knee shall then bow down.