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 that 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.