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Where Shepherds Lately Knelt - Christian Song with Lyrics
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Lyrics:
Where shepherds lately knelt and kept the angel's word,
I come in half-belief, a pilgrim strangely stirred;
But there is room and welcome there for me,
But there is room and welcome there for me.
In that unlikely place I find him as they said:
Sweet newborn babe, how frail! and in a manger bed,
A still, small voice to cry one day for me,
A still, small voice to cry one day for me.
How should I not have known Isaiah would be there,
His prophecies fulfilled? With pounding heart I stare:
A child, a son, the Prince of Peace for me,
A child, a son, the Prince of Peace for me.
Can I, will I forget how Love was born, and burned
Its way into my heart unasked, unforced, unearned,
To die, to live, and not alone for me,
To die, to live, and not alone for me?
Text: Jaroslav J. Vajda, b. 1919 © 1987 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission of CPH. Tune: Carl F. Schalk, b. 1929 © 1987 by GIA Publications, Inc. Chicago, IL 60638 www.giamusic.com. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
Where Shepherds Lately Knelt - Christian Song with Lyrics
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Lyrics:
Where shepherds lately knelt and kept the angel's word,
I come in half-belief, a pilgrim strangely stirred;
But there is room and welcome there for me,
But there is room and welcome there for me.
In that unlikely place I find him as they said:
Sweet newborn babe, how frail! and in a manger bed,
A still, small voice to cry one day for me,
A still, small voice to cry one day for me.
How should I not have known Isaiah would be there,
His prophecies fulfilled? With pounding heart I stare:
A child, a son, the Prince of Peace for me,
A child, a son, the Prince of Peace for me.
Can I, will I forget how Love was born, and burned
Its way into my heart unasked, unforced, unearned,
To die, to live, and not alone for me,
To die, to live, and not alone for me?
Text: Jaroslav J. Vajda, b. 1919 © 1987 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission of CPH. Tune: Carl F. Schalk, b. 1929 © 1987 by GIA Publications, Inc. Chicago, IL 60638 www.giamusic.com. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
