Irish Tenors While Shepherds Watch Their Flocks
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
All seated on the ground
The angel of the Lord came down
And glory shone around
Fear not, said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled minds
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind"
To you in David's town this day
Is born of David's line
The Savior who is Christ the Lord
And this shall be the sign
The heavenly Babe you there shall find
To human view displayed
For meanly wrapped in swathing bands
And in a manger laid
Thus spake the seraph and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels praising God, who thus
Addressed their joyful song
All glory be to God on high
And to the earth earn peace
Goodwill henceforth from heaven to men
Begin and never cease
