8.7.8.7.4.7 James Montgomery Good Tidings of Great Joy to all People. 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; 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, 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, Worship Christ the new-born King. Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Doom'd for guilt to endless pains, Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you -- break your chains; Come and worship, Worship Christ the new-born King. |