Where Shepherds Lately Knelt

Where shepherds lately knelt
And kept the angel's word
I come in half-belief
A pilgrim strangely stirred
But there is room and welcome there for me
But there is room and welcome there for me

In that unlikely place
I find him as they said
Sweet newborn babe, how frail!
And in a manger bed
A still, small voice to cry one day for me
A still, small voice to cry one day for me

How should I not have known
Isaiah would be there
His prophecies fulfilled?
With pounding heart I stare
A child, a son, the prince of peace for me
A child, a son, the prince of peace for me

Can I, will I forget
How love was born, and burned
Its way into my heart
Unasked, unforced, unearned
To die, to live, and not alone for me
To die, to live, and not alone for me?