I will love to be a shepherd; a receiver of the gospel
I will love to be there where my saviour shall come
Let me be the first to hear
This Goodnews given to man
Shepherds of the night of Christmas
I will love my saviour to meet me, tendering my flock
I will love to hear from the angels, the announcement of my freedom
Let me be the first to hear
This Goodnews given to man
Shepherds of the night of Christmas
So I will always be faithful to my calling as a shepherd
I will always take care of my flock
Because before the announcement of my salvation
God wants to meet me tendering my flock
So let us go out to the fields, it is a beautiful night again
We shall hear the angels’ sweet voices sing to us
Let me be the first to hear
This Goodnews given to man.
Shepherds of the night of Christmas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem