| Rise up, rise up, come everyone, and worship your new king |
| And join with us in chorus here the choirs of angels sing |
| Sweet Mary bore the son of God, a baby born of light |
| She gave to us a Savior pure upon a winter’s night. |
| The shepherds gazed in wonder on that cold and lonely night |
| As Gabriel the angel came before them bathed in light |
| His voice rang out like bells and choirs, of angels they did sing |
| A journey they must make to kneel before the newborn king. |
| Far in the East three wise-men looked upon a starry sky |
| The brightest star they’d ever seen shown down from heaven high, |
| It led them to a stable where the lowly cattle lay |
| They knelt before sweet Mary’s child upon a bed of hay. |
| Rise up, rise up, come everyone, and worship your new king |
| And join with us in chorus here the choirs of angels sing |
| Sweet Mary bore the son of God, a baby born of light |
| She gave to us a Savior pure upon a winter’s night. |
| They gathered round the holy child that slept upon the hay |
| And lay their gifts before him at the dawning of the day, |
| The hopes and prayers of all good men lay just beyond the sight |
| Of Jesus Christ your Savior born upon that winter’s night. |
| Rise up, rise up, come everyone, and worship your new king |
| And join with us in chorus here the choirs of angels sing |
| Sweet Mary bore the son of God, a baby born of light |
| She gave to us a Savior pure upon a winter’s night. |
| Rise up, rise up, come everyone, and worship your new king |
| And join with us in chorus here the choirs of angels sing |
| Sweet Mary bore the son of God, a baby born of light |
| She gave to us a Savior pure upon a winter’s night. |