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The "meane" of chapter VIII in Christopher Tye's Actes of the Apostles of 1553.The latter half was adapted and used as the tune of "Winchester Old". "While shepherds watched their flocks" [1] is a traditional Christmas carol describing the Annunciation to the Shepherds, with words attributed to Irish hymnist, lyricist and England's Poet Laureate Nahum Tate. [2]
As was foretold, their refuge all Was but a humble ox's stall. 3. Near Bethlehem did shepherds keep Their flocks of lambs and feeding sheep To whom God's angels did appear Which put the shepherds in great fear Prepare and go, the angels said To Bethlehem, be not afraid For there you'll find, this happy morn A princely Babe, sweet Jesus, born.
While many books and websites attribute the New Jubilee Songs to John Wesley Work, Jr. in 1901, some sources argue the origins lie with Frederick Jerome Work in 1902. [4] The earliest printed version of "Go Tell" appeared in Thomas P. Fenner's Religious Songs of the Negro as Sung on the Plantations (new edition, 1909). [5] [6]
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"While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks" (Words: Nahum Tate / Tune: Traditional, Roud 936) (5:17) Sung to one of the many traditional tunes found in Yorkshire - this version was collected from the singing of Walter Pardon. [4] "On Christmas Day It Happened So" (Traditional, Roud 1078) (2:43) From Hamer's "Garners Gay".
Nahum Tate's well-known carol "While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks" (1700) is entirely devoted to describing the annunciation to the shepherds, and the episode is also significant in "The First Nowell", Angels from the Realms of Glory, the originally French carol "Angels We Have Heard on High", and several others.
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While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste to bring him laud, The babe, the son of Mary. Why lies he in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christian, fear: for sinners here The silent Word is pleading. Nails, spear shall pierce him through,