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, Worship Christ, the new-born King. Shepherds, in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man 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: Though an infant now we view him, He shall fill his Father's throne, Gather all the nations to him; Every knee shall then bow down: Come and worship, etc. |
Terram alites lustrate, ex supernis Angeli, natum Christum praedicate, orbis ante nuntii: adorate Regem nuper genitum. Qui per rura vigilatis nocte servantes pecus, Deo nunc cohabitatis: Infans ecce lucidus! Satis astra contemplati, splendor novus emicat: Gentium Cum Prece Nati* stella vos, Magi, trahat: Sancti, sacra coram sede qui summittitis genu, aderit repente in aede exspectatus Is diu: Sellam Patris occupabit, quemque parvum vidimus, gentes ille convocabit omnipollens agnitus: adorate etc. * Gentibus Desiderati |