There was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Luke 2:13–14
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.
Let angels and archangels sing
The wonderful Immanuel’s name,
Adore with us our new-born king,
And still the joyful news proclaim,
All earth and Heav’n be ever joined
To praise the Savior of mankind.
The everlasting God comes down
To sojourn with the sons of men;
Without His majesty or crown,
The Great Invisible is seen;
Of all His dazzling glories shorn
The everlasting God is born!
Angels, behold the Infant’s face,
With rapturous awe the Godhead own;
’Tis all your heav’n on Him to gaze,
And cast your crowns before His throne;
Though now He on His footstool lies,
Ye know He built both earth and skies.
By Him into existence brought,
Ye sang the all-creating Word;
Ye heard Him call our world from naught;
Again, in honor of your Lord,
Ye morning-stars your hymns employ,
And shout, ye sons of God, for joy.