While shepherds kept their watching O'er silent flocks by night, Behold throughout the heavens There shone a holy light

cho: Go, tell it on the mountain Over the hills and everywhere Go, tell it on the mountain That Jesus Christ is born.

The shepherds deared and trembled When lo! above the earth Rang out the angel chorus That hailed our Savour's birth;

Down in a lowly manger Our humble Christ was born; And God sent us salvation that blessed Christmas morn

When I was a seeker I sought both night and day I sought the Lord to help me And He showed me the way.

He made me a watchman Upon the city wall And If I am a Christian I am the least of all.