Go, tell it on the mountain,
over the hills and ev'rywhere.
Go, tell it on the mountain
that Jesus Christ is born.

While shepherds kept their watching
o'er wand'ring flocks by night,
behold, from out of heaven,
there shone a holy light.

And lo, when they had seen it,
they all bowed down and prayed;
they travelled on together
to where the babe was laid.

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 a city wall,
and, if I am a Christian,
I am the least of all.


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