O Leave Your Sheep

1 Oh, leave your sheep,
Your shepherds on the hills,
Leave fields and rocks,
And all the care of flocks.
Your sorrow deep
Now change to joy that thrills;
Come hither and adore
Your God, your God, your God, who heals your grief so sore.

2 Come from above,
He in a manger lies,
The holy Child
So innocent and mild!
What perfect love
Has brought Him from the skies
On earth to seek for you!
He is, He is, He is a shepherd kind and true.

3 O Eastern kings,
Led by a shining star,
Your voices raise
Before the Babe in praise.
Your homage brings
Gifts priceless from afar;
Offer to Him as well
Your hearts, your hearts, your hearts, that in them He may dwell.

Source: The Children's Hymnbook #82