All in a stable cold and bare
A lovely Infant lay;
The night was dark, but round that Babe
Was bright as summer day.
A lowly maiden watched be-side
To soothe His plaintive cry,
While ang-el voice-s filled the air
With sweetest lullaby.

The wond'ring shepherds heard the strain,
As by their flocks they staid;
The light of heav'n around them shone,
And they were sore afraid.
But "Fear ye not" an angel said,
"Good news to you I bring;
This night is born in Bethlehem
Your Saviour and your King

"Yet, not in kingly state He lies,
In royal robes arrayed;
But meanly wrapped in swaddling bands
And in a manger laid."
Then carolled forth a heav'nly throng
Beyond all human ken
"To God be glory in the height,
And peace on earth to men."

Then said the shepherds one and all;
"To Bèthlehem we go,
And see this wonder come to pass,
Which God hath let us know."
And soon they found the heav'nly Babe,
And bowed them down before;
Oh! Children, let us join with- them
And our sweet Lord adore.