One Hundred Holy Songs, Carols, and Sacred Ballads Original, and suitable for music [by Jean Ingelow] |
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CAROL.
With a Burden.
“And there were shepherds.”
Over the long green downs, when I do wander
After the ewes and lambs, so oft I ponder,
“When the Chief Shepherd comes, that is full tender,
He will, of all His own, true reckoning render;
Them that give suck and feed, them from dust raisèd;
Praise the good Lord, therefòre.”
The Lord be praisèd.
After the ewes and lambs, so oft I ponder,
“When the Chief Shepherd comes, that is full tender,
He will, of all His own, true reckoning render;
Them that give suck and feed, them from dust raisèd;
Praise the good Lord, therefòre.”
The Lord be praisèd.
When 'tis a darksome night, and deep snow drifteth,
When many lambs are lost ere the storm lifteth,
I think, “When Thou shalt come, though the dark blind me,
Lord, 'twill be light to Thee, straight Thou wilt find me;
I, when Thou call'st my soul, with light amazèd
Shall in Thy light see light.”
The Lord be praisèd.
When many lambs are lost ere the storm lifteth,
I think, “When Thou shalt come, though the dark blind me,
Lord, 'twill be light to Thee, straight Thou wilt find me;
I, when Thou call'st my soul, with light amazèd
Shall in Thy light see light.”
The Lord be praisèd.
Oft as the day comes round, this drear December,
How shepherds sat of old, still I remember,
And Thou didst send them news, straight from Thy city,
All of Thy great good-will and Thy dear pity;
Glad were the shepherds then with glory dazèd;
Praise the good Lord, therefòre.
The Lord be praisèd.
How shepherds sat of old, still I remember,
And Thou didst send them news, straight from Thy city,
All of Thy great good-will and Thy dear pity;
Glad were the shepherds then with glory dazèd;
Praise the good Lord, therefòre.
The Lord be praisèd.
Sing, O thou favoured earth,
The Lord be praisèd.
Sing, for thy Saviour's birth,
The Lord be praisèd.
Heaven shall not hold Him long;
The Lord be praisèd.
For prayers of love are strong,
The Lord be praisèd.
Thy star shall shiue again,
The Lord be praisèd.
Thy King come back to reign.
The Lord be praisèd.
The Lord be praisèd.
Sing, for thy Saviour's birth,
The Lord be praisèd.
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The Lord be praisèd.
For prayers of love are strong,
The Lord be praisèd.
Thy star shall shiue again,
The Lord be praisèd.
Thy King come back to reign.
The Lord be praisèd.
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