Sing We All of Christmas: Angels from the Realms of Glory

Angels have seen a lot to weep about, and I'm sure they must sometimes.  I think they weep over senseless meanness and killing, over unhappy families, over suffering.  At least, I would if I were them.

How much more of sin and sorrow they see than we do, how much more they realize how far we have sunk.

Perhaps it was with a special joy, then, that they sang to the shepherds.  A joy that only comes when they're telling people about the Savior.  A joy you and I can experience with them.

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

Chorus:
Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King.

Shepherds, in the field abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing;
Yonder shines the Infant Light;

Chorus

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

Chorus

Saints, before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord descending,
In His temple shall appear;

Chorus

SDA hymnal 119; text by James Montgomery; REGENT SQUARE, tune, by Henry Smart.