Versos English Harriet Beecher Stowe The Shepherd'S Carol

English poem

The Shepherd'S Carol

by (1811–1896)

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"O Shepherd of Israel, Thy lost flock are straying; Our Helper, our Saviour, How long thy delaying! Where, Lord, is thy promise To David of old, Of the King and the Shepherd To gather the fold!

"Cold, cold is the night wind, Our hearts have no cheer, Our Lord and our Leader, When wilt thou appear?" So sang the sad shepherds On Bethlehem's cold ground When lo, the bright angels In glory around!

"Peace, peace, ye dear shepherds, And be of good cheer; The Lord whom ye long for Is coming--is here! In the city of David Behold him appear-- A babe in a manger-- Go worship him there."

They went and were blessèd. Dear soul, go thou too; The Saviour for them Is the Saviour for you. Oh, kneel by the manger, Oh, kneel by the cross; Accept him, believe him,-- All else is but dross.