The Dead Milkmen
Go Tell It On The Mountain
While shepherds kept their watching
Over silent flocks by night
Behold throughout the heavens
There shone a holy light:
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
The shepherds feared and trembled
When lo! above the earth
Rang out the angel chorus
That hailed our Saviour's birth:
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
Down in a lowly manger
Our humble Christ was born
And God send us salvation
That blessed Christmas morn:
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
When I am a seeker
I seek both night and day;
I seek the Lord to help me
And He shows me the way:
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
He made me a watchman
Upon the city wall
And if I am a Christian
I am the least of all
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born