Star shadows lay night-dark on ground,
while crescent moon curved distant light:
The cold caused breath from man and beast
To quiver in the depth of night.
Vigilant shepherds all as one
Heard angel voice: they lifted gaze!
A holy moment touched each heart:
“Your Saviour born! Give God your praise!”
That angel voice became a throng,
Grand melody of song and joy!
With one accord the shepherds said
“Let’s run to greet this baby boy!”
Like those shepherds let us behold,
The angel light of love and peace,
The shining presence of the Christ
That shines through each and all of us.