As walked down the road at set of sun, lambs were coming homeward one by one. I heard a sheepbell softly calling them, Along the little road Bethlehem
Beside an open door as I drew nigh, I heard sweet sing a lullaby. She sang about the at close of day, And rocked her tiny King among the day.
Across the air the silver rang. \"The lambs are coming sweet Mary sang. \"Your star of gold, your star of gold is shining in the sky. So sleep, my King, go lullaby.\"
As walked down the road at set of sun, The lambs were coming homeward one by one. I heard a sheepbell softly calling them, Along little road to Bethlehem