Go Tell It On The Mountain

Go tell it on the mountain,

Over the hills and everywhere;

Go tell it on the mountain,

That Jesus Christ is born.

Down in a lowly manger,

The humble Christ was born;

And brought us God's salvation,

That blessed Christmas morn.

When I was a seeker,

I sought both night and day;

I asked the Lord to help me,

And He showed me the way.

He made me a watchman,

Upon the city wall;

And if I am a Christian,

I am the least of all.

While shepherds kept their watching,

O'er silent flocks by night;

Behold throughout the heavens,

There shone a holy light.

And lo, when they had seen it,

They all bowed down and prayed;

They traveled on together

To where the Babe was laid.

The shepherds feared and trembled,

When lo above the earth;

Rang out the angel chorus,

That hailed our Savior's birth.

When I was a sinner,

I prayed both night and day;

I asked the Lord to help me,

And He showed me the way.