This may be a little premature but this would-be carol is dedicated to my border collie Jess, who is the spiritual inspiration behind the piece.
I remember the snow
Falling down, down
Above Bethlehem town.
I was lying in a field
With a wall for a shield,
My master was asleep
While I guarded his sheep.
I heard a plaintive bleat
And got to my feet,
Saw a lamb leave the hay
And start to stray away.
I gave a warning bark
In the chilling dark,
But my master snored on
And the lamb had gone.
A collie knows its calling
And as the snow was falling,
Crept past ewe and ram
And followed the lost lamb.
The lamb staggered down,
Down to Bethlehem town,
And I watched it slip in
To a stable near an inn.
I joined the weary lamb,
Saw a woman and a man
Weeping tears of joy
O'er their tiny baby boy.
Hark my joyous bark,
Hark my joyous bark,
After the miles I had trod
I found the Lamb of God.
Poetry by Christopher Fernie
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Written on 2017-07-05 at 22:49
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The Collie's Carol
One night long agoI remember the snow
Falling down, down
Above Bethlehem town.
I was lying in a field
With a wall for a shield,
My master was asleep
While I guarded his sheep.
I heard a plaintive bleat
And got to my feet,
Saw a lamb leave the hay
And start to stray away.
I gave a warning bark
In the chilling dark,
But my master snored on
And the lamb had gone.
A collie knows its calling
And as the snow was falling,
Crept past ewe and ram
And followed the lost lamb.
The lamb staggered down,
Down to Bethlehem town,
And I watched it slip in
To a stable near an inn.
I joined the weary lamb,
Saw a woman and a man
Weeping tears of joy
O'er their tiny baby boy.
Hark my joyous bark,
Hark my joyous bark,
After the miles I had trod
I found the Lamb of God.
Poetry by Christopher Fernie
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Written on 2017-07-05 at 22:49
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