Shepherds watching o’er the plain
Tell us what ye heard
Whisper of the glad refrain
That your bosoms stirred.
Shepherds
ye who saw the light
Through the riven clouds
Tell us of that wondrous night
Ye in fear were bowed.
Tell us
shepherds
what ye saw
When the guiding star
Led ye to a bed of straw
In a cave afar!
Tell us of a mother meek
Of a babe divine;
show us
where to seek
That most holy shrine.
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