Angels, from the realms of glory

1Angels, from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o'er all the earth;
Ye who sang creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth.

2Shepherds in the field abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant light.

3Sages, leave your contemplations,
Brighter visions beam afar;
Seek the great Desire of nations;
Ye have seen his natal star.

4Saints, before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Sudenly the Lord, descending,
In his temple shall appear.

5Sinners, wrung with true repentance,
Come with all your guilty stains;
Justice now revokes the sentence,
Mercy calls you,—break your chains.