Traditional Lyrics (continued):

Go tell it on the mountain, over the hills and ev'ry where
Go tell it on the mountain, that Jesus Christ is born.

An lo, when they had seen it,
they all bowed down and prayed,
They travelled on together
to where the Babe was laid.

Go tell it on the mountain, over the hills and ev'ry where
Go tell it on the mountain, that Jesus Christ is born.

When I was a seeker,
I sought both night and day;
I asked my Lord to help me
and he showed me the way.

Go tell it on the mountain, over the hills and ev'ry where
Go tell it on the mountain, that Jesus Christ is born.

He made me a watchman
upon the city wall,
And if I am a Christian,
I am the least of all

Go tell it on the mountain, over the hills and ev'ry where
Go tell it on the mountain, that Jesus Christ is born.