Follow now, o shepherds, rise up from your sleeping. Angels far from here a blessed watch are keeping.
Look up, look up! A star shines in the heavens calling us to come. Our holy King is given.
We must leave our flocks. The night is swiftly flying. Trust a star to show us where the Child is lying.
Prepare a gift that we would place before Him. We are humble shepherds, yet would we adore Him.
Look up, look up! A star shines in the heavens calling us to come. Our holy King is given.
Can this be a King? His room is but a manger. Humbly born is He, yet safe from earthly danger.
He is the King, Almighty pow'r possessing. He is heaven's gift. This is the Christmas blessing.
Look up, look up! A star shines in the heavens calling us to come. Our holy King is given.
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