About a simple shepherd boy
who heard the angels sing.
Once in these Judean hills
the sky was filled with glory
And echoed with a song of proclam
Born in the city of David.
He's the Messiah, the Sa vior.
A night of fear and mystery,
The shepherd found the infant boy,
born in the town of Bethlehem.
As the prophet did foretell.
Could the Son of Joseph and Miriam
Be the one to shepherd Israel?
Born in the city of David
He's the Messiah, the Sa vior
Through the years the shepherd
And the shepherd came to love him
Then they watched as that good shepherd
laid his life down for his sheep
Though my story here is ending,
Nevermore my shepherd King
He's the one I'll be proclaiming
As the angels' song I sing
There lives a child whose
Praise to the Shepherd of Israel.
He is the One, His name is Yahshua
He's the Messiah, our Sa vior