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ANGELS, from the realms of glory
Wing your flight o'er all the earth!

You 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!

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.

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NOW let our mingling voices rise

In grateful rapture to the skies,

And hail a Saviour's birth; Let songs of joy the day proclaim, When JESUS from His glory came

To bless the sons of earth.

He came to bid the weary rest,
To heal the sinner's wounded breast,
To bind the broken heart;

To spread the light of truth around,
And to the world's remotest bound
The heavenly gift impart.

He came our trembling souls to save From sin, from sorrow, and the grave, And chase our fears away;

Victorious over death and time,

To lead us to a happier clime,
Where reigns eternal day.

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THE race that long in darkness walk'd
Have seen a glorious light;

The people dwell in day, who dwelt
In death's surrounding night.
To hail Thy rise, Thou better Sun,
The gathering nations come,
Joyous, as when the reapers bear
The harvest treasures home.

For unto us a Child is born;

To us a Son is given;

Him shall the tribes of earth obey,

Him all the hosts of heaven.

His Name shall be the Prince of Peace,

For evermore adored,

The Wonderful, the Counsellor,

The Great and Mighty Lord.

As printed (for the 23rd Psalm) in "Ten Church Pieces for the Organ, with four Anthems, for the use of Nayland Church, in Suffolk; and published for its benefit by William Jones, M.A., F.R.S., author of a Treatise on the Art of Music, &c., Opera II." With a Dedication to Lady Rushout, dated "Nayland, March 25, 1789."



JAMES TURLE, 1862. Composed for this work.

HIGH let us swell our tuneful notes,

And join the angelic throng, For Angels no such love have known

To wake a cheerful song.

Good-will to sinful men is shown,
And peace on earth is given;
For, lo! the incarnate Saviour comes
With messages from heaven.

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Glory to God in highest strains,

In highest worlds be paid;
His glory by our lips proclaim'd,
And by our lives display'd.

When shall we reach those blissful realms

Where Christ exalted reigns;

And learn of the celestial choir

Their own immortal strains?

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