Then presently after the shepherds did spy
A number of angels that stood in the sky,
They joyfully talked and sweetly did sing,
To God be all glory, our heavenly King,Traditional.
Every moment springing up, Into life eternal rise.
Thou the good Shepherd art, From Thee I ne'er shall part;
Thou my Keeper and my Guide, Make me still Thy tender care;
Gently lead me by Thy side, Sweetly in Thy bosom bear.