As lately we watched o'er our fields thru the night,
A star there was seen of such glorious light
All thru the night, angels did sing,
In carols so sweet of the birth of the King.

His throne is a manger, His court is a loft,
But troops of bright angels in lays sweet and soft,
Him they proclaim, our Christ by name
And earth and sky and air straight are filled with his fame.

Then shepherds be joyful, salute your new King,
Let hills and dales ring to the song that ye sing
Blessed be the hour, welcome the morn,
For Christ our dear Savior on earth now is born.