Shepherds, Tell Your Beauteous Story

Shepherds

tell your beau­te­ous sto­ry

How the dazz­ling an­gel glo­ry

Sang to Ju­da’s hill­sides hoa­ry

Born is your eter­nal King.

Bethlehem hath now be­hold­en

Kings of tribes far off and old­en

Incense

myrrh and trea­sure gold­en

To her con­quer­ing Li­on bring.

So with Ma­ry’s glad­ness blend­ing

Let our than­kful­ness as­cend­ing

Scale high Heav’n in sweet con­tend­ing

With the an­gels’ glo­ri­ous choir.

God with us

thro’ Ma­ry

dwell­eth!

This dear grace all praise ex­cell­eth;

Let the song such bliss that tell­eth

In its own great joy ex­pire.