Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere Go, tell it on the mountain, That Jesus Christ is born. While shepherds kept their watching Over silent flocks by night Behold throughout the heavens There shone a holy light. The shepherds feared and trembled, When lo! above the earth, Rang out the angels That hailed the Savior's birth. And lo! When they had heard it, They all bowed down to pray, Then traveled on together, To where the Baby lay. Down in a lowly manger The humble Christ was born And God sent us salvation That blessed Christmas morn. I too am like a shepherd, My flock of days to guard, Each day finds time for praying, From this I won't retard.