Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # Run, Shepherds, Run Run, Shepherds, run where Bethlem blest appears, We bring the best of news, be not dismayed: A Saviour there is born, more old than years Amidst Heaven's rolling heights this earth who stayed; In a poor cottage inned, a Virgin Maid, A weakling did Him bear, who all upbears, There is He poorly swaddled, in a manger laid To whom too narrow swaddlings are our spheres: Run, Shepherds, run, and solemnize His birth. This is that night -- no, day grown great with bliss, In which the power of Satan broken is; In Heaven be glory, peace unto the Earth, Thus singing through the air the angels swam, A cope of stars re-echoed the same. Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #