1 Rejoice, ye shepherds, lift your eyes,
And send your fear away!
Good news from regions of the skies:
A Saviour’s born today.
Our Saviour makes His entrance here,
But not as mortals do;
Lord Jesus whom the angels fear
Is come to dwell with you.
2 No gold, no purple swaddling bands,
No royal shining things,
A manger for His cradle stands
And holds the King of kings.
Go, shepherds, where the Infant lies,
And see His humble throne;
With tears of joy in all your eyes,
Go, shepherds, kiss the Son!
3 Thus Gabriel sings, and all around
The heav’nly armies throng;
They ne their harps to lofty sound,
And thus conclude their song:
All glory to the Lord our God!
Let peace surround the earth;
Let all men know their Maker’s love
At their Redeemer’s birth.
Isaac Watts was the son of a schoolmaster, and was born in Southampton, July 17, 1674. He is said to have shown remarkable precocity in childhood, beginning the study of Latin, in his fourth year, and writing respectable verses at the age of seven. At the age of sixteen, he went to London to study in the Academy of the Rev. Thomas Rowe, an Independent minister. In 1698, he became assistant minister of the Independent Church, Berry St., London. In 1702, he became pastor. In 1712, he accepted an invitation to visit Sir Thomas Abney, at his residence of Abney Park, and at Sir Thomas' pressing request, made it his home for the remainder of his life. It was a residence most favourable for his health, and for the prosecution of his literary… Go to person page >