GO TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN

While witches kept their watching O’er sleeping flock by night, Behold, throughout the night sky, There shone a magic light.

Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain,
The Solstice sun is born.

The witches danced and feasted, When lo, there was rebirth.
The sunbeams climbed the mountains
And poured across the earth.

Down in a lowly valley,
The sun rays lit the morn,
And life began a-stirring
To sing this solstice song.