A Shepherd Girl’s Song
Christmas choral song in a slow processional march: a snare drum, finger cymbals and a choir singing a drum-like syllable pattern, with a tender solo voice. Solemn and tender, sung in English, about a poor shepherd girl who offers a simple song as her only gift.
Lyrics
The frost is heavy on the hillThe northern wind is blowing chillI have no gems or silk to bringTo lay before the newborn KingMy boots are worn, my cloak is thinI stand outside the crowded innThis is my only songThis is my only songIt is a small and simple thingThis is my only songI watched the stars above the foldI have no frankincense or goldThe others brought their finest grainI only have this soft refrainMy hands are rough from winter rainBut I can sing away the painThis is my only songThis is my only songIt is a small and simple thingThis is my only songI hope the music keeps Him warmThrough the dark and through the stormIt is the heart that I provideWith nothing else to show insideThis is my only songThis is my only songIt is a small and simple thingThis is my only song