oh little shepherd boys, the animals are in your keep <br />oh little shepherd boys, why do you weep? <br />you saw the star and the angels on high <br />with a choir behind them, filling the sky. <br /> <br />you saw baby JESUS laying in the manger <br />surrounded by three kings, who were total strangers. <br />you saw mother MARY with her face all aglow <br />you was in the presence of our savior, <br />of which you did know. <br /> <br />the kings had given HIM gifts of gold <br />frank incense and myrrh. <br />but you had none of these things which you could share. <br />so you picked up your flute and you started to play. <br />and to this tune, the angels did sway. <br /> <br />they danced in the sky, with such joy in their hearts <br />and of this 'you was a big part'. <br />so do not weep, but give thanks to GOD <br />for you was there from the start. <br /> <br />that glorious day you had become shepherds of men <br />and your will, they could not bend. <br />you was the last two apostles of which <br />they did not know. <br /> <br />you spoke to all that would listen of that beautiful night <br />of when you witnessed JESUS in his infancy of might. <br />you brought men to seek the apostles <br />for the story of CHRIST <br />and listening to them, their hearts would enlight. <br /> <br />you and your flute are in GODS kingdom now <br />and they dance to your heavenly sound. <br /> <br />praise to you little shepherd boys.<br /><br />louis rams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-shepherd-boys-story/
