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.