119 ~ Angels, from the Realms of Glory
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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.
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Shepherds, in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing; Yonder shines the Infant Light: Come and worship, Come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King.
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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.
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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.