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While shepherds kept their watching |
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Over silent flocks by night, |
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Behold throughout the heavens, |
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There shone a holy light |
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The shepherds feared and trembled |
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When lo! above the earth |
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Rang out the angel chorus |
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That hailed our Saviour's birth: |
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Go, Tell It On The Mountain, |
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Over the hills and everywhere; |
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Go, Tell It On The Mountain |
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Jesus Christ is born. |
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When I am a seeker, |
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I seek both night and day; |
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I ask the Lord to help me, |
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And He shows me the way |
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He made me a watchman |
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Upon the city wall, |
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And if I am a Christian, |
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I am the least of all. |
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Go, Tell It On The Mountain, |
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Over the hills and everywhere; |
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Go, Tell It On The Mountain |
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Jesus Christ is born. |
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Down in a lowly manger |
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Our humble Christ was born |
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And God send us salvation, |
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That blessed Christmas morn: |
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Go, Tell It On The Mountain, |
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Over the hills and everywhere; |
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Go, Tell It On The Mountain |
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Jesus Christ |
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Go, Tell It On The Mountain, |
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Over the hills and everywhere; |
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Go, Tell It On The Mountain |
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Jesus Christ is born. |
