Shepherds - Bruce Cockburn

They wake up suddenly in the night

There is light

And figures dancing in the sky

Clothed in more colours than the world can contain

Gloria in excelsis

And all the silences of the night

Leap in song

Like that of a river cascading

From the wild mountain to the slow human plain

Gloria in excelsis

A child’s cry sounds from far away

It’s almost day

And in the brown-aired town away below

Street travelers reap a star harvest

And then go on their way

Kyrie eleison

Christe eleison