Scripture Verse

There were…shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them. Luke 2:8–9


Words: Ri­chard T. Wi­ley, in Songs of Re­joic­ing, ed­it­ed by Fred­er­ick A. Fill­more (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: Fill­more Bro­thers, 1888), page 137.

Music: Su­gar Land Ri­chard T. Wi­ley, 1888 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Wi­ley (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Shepherds, watching on the plain,
Heard a strange, sweet story,
And a glad, angelic strain
From the choir of glo­ry.

Glory was their theme that morn,
Peace on earth, from Hea­ven;
For to you a king is born,
And a Sav­ior given.

Wise men journeyed far to bring—
His bright star espying—
Presents to the infant King,
In a manger lying.

We, O Sav­ior! too, would bring
Gifts of love unfeigning,
To our prophet, priest and king,
Now in glo­ry reigning.

Lord, accept our humble praise
From Thy throne low bending;
Hear with gracious ear the lays
From our lips ascending.

Tune our hearts with sweet accord
As we raise our voices,
Thus to praise the ris­en Lord,
In whom earth rejoices.

In His name and through His love,
Come we, gladly singing
Songs of praise, to float above—
Sweetly upward winging.

May we sing these songs of joy
Till earth ties shall sever!
Then Thy praise our tongues employ
In the blest for­ev­er.