Choirs of angels, tell abroad all the glories of the Lord; sound on high what God has done, sending us his only Son. Christ is come on Christmas morn, Christ for us in flesh arrayed, Christ our God incarnate born and within a manger laid. Shepherds, leave your flock and fold, he of whom the prophets told, born to bring salvation down, comes at last to David's town. Christ the Lord of David's line, Christ the Shepherd of the sheep, Christ the Lamb of God divine in a stable lies asleep. Watchers of the midnight skies, follow wisdom and be wise; take your treasures, journey far, ride beneath the shining star. Christ your King has come to birth, Christ the Wisdom from on high; Christ the Light of all the earth sleeps to Mary's lullaby. Christ is come, the child adored, Christ the Saviour, Christ the Lord; Christ who calls his servants friends, Christ whose kingdom never ends; Christ the true and living Way, Christ in whom shall all be well, Christ the dawn of heaven's day, Christ with us, Emmanuel!