Leaving The Flocks
“Now there were shepherds in that region living in the fields and keeping the night watch over their flock. The angel of the Lord appeared to them and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were struck with great fear. The angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid; for behold, I proclaim to you good news of great joy that will be for all the people… So they went in haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the infant lying in the manger…Then the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen, just as it had been told to them.” (Luke 2: 8-10,16,20)
A simple heart, of lowly state,
Tending the flocks one common night,
In one instant, at heaven’s gate,
Angels appear in streaming light!
Fallen aground, quaking with fear,
Expecting that his end is nigh,
“A Savior is born! He is near!
Rejoice! Fear not!”, the angels cry.
Emmanuel — God is with man;
Anointed One who is to save:
How can this be? What is His plan —
A simple Babe born in a cave?
He leaves his flock, and runs by night,
Seeking the newborn King of kings.
His mortal eyes behold the Sight!
A simple gift — a lamb — he brings.
The Babe basks in His Mother’s gaze,
As Love fills her soul with wonder.
The shepherd’s humble hymn of praise
Provides her heart much to ponder:
“Behold, the Lamb of God is near;
To humble shepherds, He is here!”
Lord, may our fear be replaced by the joy and awe of the humble shepherds as we draw near to praise You this day.