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.
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