Hymns - Shepherds in the Field Abiding - Текст песни

Shepherds, in the field abiding,
Tell us, when the seraph bright
Greeted you with wondrous tiding,
What ye saw and heard that night:
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

We beheld (it is no fable)
God incarnate, King of bliss,
Swathed and cradled in a stable,
And the angel-strain was this:
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Quiristers on high were singing
Jesus and his Virgin-birth;
Heavenly bells the while a-ringing
'Peace, goodwill to men on earth:'
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Thanks, good herdmen; true your story;
Have with you to Bethlehem:
Angels hymn the King of Glory;
Carol we with you and them:
Gloria in excelsis Deo.