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.

There’s a tumult of joy, o’er the wonderful birth, for the virgin’s sweet boy is the Lord of the earth. Ay! the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing, for the Manger of Bethlehem cradles a King!