Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis.
Waken from your sleep and arise, shepherds,
this day your Saviour is born,
Born is your Lord in Bethlehem,
In a lowly stable ye shall find him.

Rise up now, ye shepherds,
leave your sheepfolds. - Why? -
Heard you not the good news Angels have told?
- No! -
This day ye your Lord shall behold,
Come with me and worship our Lord.
- Oh, Then 'tis true, Our Lord is here!
Worship him and bless him -
But we know not Master
where we shall go?
that we must press on, is all that we know.
Angel songs the tidings proclaim
Born is our Lord in Bethlehem.

Oh delay no longer, haste on our road,
With our humble gifts an ass let us load.
But what are the gifts we could bring,
Meet for Him our Heavenly King?
Just a little milk my off'ring shall be,
Cheese and bread will be the present from me.
Mine a little baby lamb will be, baby lamb.
Let us then go onward, no more delay,
Bethlehem we'll reach ere dawning of day.
- Gloria! -

See now, over yonder shines a great light!
'Tis a sign from Heaven leading us right.
Look now, brother, can he be there?
Are we sure, that He will be there?
He ist there for certain, Him have I seen
When I reached the stable there I looked in.
Yea, I saw Him with my own eyes,
There is a manger sleeping he lies.
- Gloria! -

Hail to Thee, o Jesus, Thou art our King.
To thy lowly crib our homage we bring.
Thou our help and guardian wilt be,
Over death we triumph through Thee!
- Gloria -