Ye Flaming Hosts Enthroned in Light

Ye flam­ing hosts en­throned in light

To Christ your so­lemn an­thems raise;

Return the sound

Heav’n’s sac­red height

And echo back

ye skies

His praise.

Gaze

ye as­ton­ished na­tions

gaze

Fix on the Babe your won­der­ing eyes;

Hosannas to the In­fant raise

And shout your ov­er­whelm­ing joys.

O man! ’tis thou alone who ought

To lead the uni­vers­al song;

’Twas love to thee the Sav­ior brought

From yon­der bright ador­ing throng.

Extol your king! ye fa­vored race

Emmanuel

His name adore;

Fall down and mag­ni­fy His grace

And praise your God for­ev­er­more.

And thou

my soul

adore thy Lord

Pay homa­ge to the ho­ly Child;

Salute the meek in­car­nate Word

Whose glo­ry beams su­preme­ly mild.

Bow low be­fore the in­fant King

And make thy kind­ling rap­tures known;

Thy rich­est of­fer­ings to Him bring

And bless the Fa­ther’s eq­ual Son.