Angelic messenger, repeat
Those joyful sounds once more;
For sure no accents half so sweet,
E’er reached my ears before.
Glad tidings down from Heav’n I bring,
Of joy this holy morn:
To you we sing: Find Christ the King
In Bethlehem is born.
Seraphic sounds now fill the air,
From angel bands above;
And Heav’n itself, come down to earth,
Proclaims the birth of Love.