A shepherd band

A shepherd band their flocks are keeping,

And gentle lambs are sweetly sleeping;

When suddenly they all behold

An angel in bright robes with harp of gold.

Glad tidings of great joy he bringeth,

The azure vault with anthems ringeth;

"Emmanuel" awakes the song,

And countless hosts the glorious theme prolong.

The shepherds view the host returning,

Their hearts with holy ardour burning;

To Bethlehem they wend their way,

Repeating with glad tongues th'angelic lay.