Shepherds, Rejoice! Lift Up Your Eyes

“Shepherds

re­joice! lift up your eyes

And send your fears away;

News from the re­gion of the skies

Salvation’s born to­day.

“Jesus

the God whom an­gels fear

Comes down to dwell with you;

Today He makes His en­trance here

But not as mon­archs do.

“No gold

nor pur­ple swad­dling bands.

Nor roy­al shin­ing things;

A man­ger for His cra­dle stands

And holds the King of kings.

Go

shep­herds

where the In­fant lies

And see His hum­ble throne;

With tears of joy in all your eyes

Go

shep­herds

kiss the Son.

Thus Ga­bri­el sang

and straight around

The heav’n­ly ar­mies throng;

They tune their harps to lof­ty sound

And thus con­clude the song:

Glory to God that reigns above!

Let peace sur­round the earth!

Mortals shall know their ma­ker’s love

At their Re­deem­er’s birth.

Lord! and shall an­gels have their songs

And men no tunes to raise?

O may we lose these use­less tongues

When they for­get to praise!

Glory to God that reigns above

That pi­tied us for­lorn;

We join to sing our mak­er’s love

For there’s a Sav­ior born.