1 Shepherds, tell your beauteous story,
How the dazzling angel glory
Sang to Juda’s hillsides hoary,
Born is your eternal King.
2 Bethlehem hath now beholden
Kings of tribes far off and olden,
Incense, myrrh and treasure golden
To her conquering Lion bring.
3 So with Mary’s gladness blending,
Let our thankfulness ascending
Scale high Heav’n in sweet contending
With the angels’ glorious choir.
4 God with us, thro’ Mary, dwelleth!
This dear grace all praise excelleth;
Let the song such bliss that telleth
In its own great joy expire.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10668
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10668||Shepherds, Tell Your Beauteous Story||Shepherds, tell your beauteous story||QUEM PASTORES||John O'Connor||88.87||German, sometime between the 13th and 17th Centuries; Tr: <cite>Arundel Hymns</cite> by Henry Fitzalan-Howard and Charles T. Gatty, 1902|