When darkness lies over Bethlehem's hills ~
When flocks take their rest through the night ~
When shepherds speak softly of kindling or lambs ~
Do their thoughts wander back to The Light?

Do they hearken again to the angelic call
That wakened them once, long ago,
When God's bright glory illumined the sky
And angels rejoiced in its glow?

If we could have been there to witness the scene
That suddenly burst on them there,
Would we tremble as they did, in paralyzed fear,
Till words of peace rang through the air?

Surely the flocks, bleating out the good news,
Kept the pace as they sped thru the fields,
For out of the multitudes God could have chosen,
To shepherds His Gift was revealed.

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"So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in a manger....... they spread the word..... all who heard it were amazed..... The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told."     (Luke 2:16-20 NIV)