Angels from the realms of glory (Iris) – Organ

Lyrics

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, Christ, the new-born King!
Come and worship, worship Christ, the new-born King!

Shepherds, in the fields abiding,
Watching o’er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant Light:
Come and worship, Christ, the new-born King!
Come and worship, worship Christ, the new-born King!

Sages, leave your contemplations,
Brighter visions beam afar;
Seek the great Desire of Nations,
Ye have seen His natal star:
Come and worship, Christ, the new-born King!
Come and worship, worship Christ, the new-born King!

Saints before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In His temple shall appear:
Come and worship, Christ, the new-born King!
Come and worship, worship Christ, the new-born King!

Though an infant now we view Him,
He shall fill His Father’s throne,
Gather all the nations to him;
Ev’ry knee shall then bow down:
Come and worship, Christ, the new-born King!
Come and worship, worship Christ, the new-born King!

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