The Child and the Shepherd

O tell me

gen­tle shep­herd

Gentle shep­herd

gen­tle shep­herd

O tell me what the an­gels sang

In the ear­ly Christ­mas morn.

O tell me what the an­gels sang

In the ear­ly Christ­mas morn.

O list­en

hap­py child­ren

Happy child­ren

hap­py child­ren

While I tell you what the an­gels sang

In the ear­ly Christ­mas morn.

Fear ye not

I bring good tid­ings

For to­day the Lord is born!

O tell me

gen­tle shep­herd

Gentle shep­herd

gen­tle shep­herd

What the great bright host of an­gels sang

All out in the fields so still.

What the great bright host of an­gels sang

All out in the fields so still.

I will tell you

Christ­ian child­ren

Christian child­ren

Christ­ian child­ren

What the great bright host of an­gels sang

All out in the fields so still:

Glory in the highest

glo­ry!

Peace on earth

to all good­will!

Let us keep

then

hap­py Christ­mas

Happy Christ­mas

hap­py Christ­mas

Children

shep­herds

folks

and an­gels

All the blest song re­peat­ing still:

Glory in the high­est

glo­ry!

Peace on earth

to all good­will!