Text: | Good Tidings |
1 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.
2 Shepherds! in the field abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night;
God with us is now residing,
Yonder shines the heavenly light:
Come and worship--
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
3 Sages, leave your contemplations;
Brighter visions beam afar;
Seek the great Desire of Nations,
Ye have seen His natal star.
Come and worship--
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
4 Saints! before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In His temple shall appear:
Come and worship--
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Angels! from the realms of glory |
Title: | Good Tidings |
Meter: | P. M., 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1867 |
Topic: | God the Son: Incarnation |