Whilst Shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, <br /> All seated on the ground, <br /> The Angel of the Lord came down, <br /> And glory shone around. <br /> Fear not, said he, for mighty dread <br /> Had seized their troubled mind, <br /> Glad tidings of great joy I bring <br /> To you and all mankind. <br /> To you in David's town this day <br /> Is born of David's line <br /> A Saviour, which is Christ the Lord; <br /> And this shall be the sign. <br /> The heavenly Babe you there shall find, <br /> To human view display'd, <br /> All meanly wrapt in swaddling bands <br /> And in a manger laid. <br /> Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith <br /> Appeared a heavenly throng <br /> Of Angels praising God, and thus <br /> Address'd their joyful song: <br /> All glory be to God on high, <br /> And to the earth be peace, <br /> Good-will henceforth from Heav'n to men <br /> Begin and never cease. <br /> Hallelujah.<br /><br />Nahum Tate<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whilst-shepherds-watch-d/
