Infant Holy, Infant Lowly
Infant holy, Infant lowly,for his bed a cattle stall.Oxen lowing, little knowing,Christ the babe is Lord of all.Swift are winging, angels singing,noels ringing, tidings bringing;// Christ the babe is Lord of all! //
Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keepingvigil till the morning new,Saw the glory, heard the story,tidings of a gospel true.Come rejoicing, free from sorrow,praises voicing, greet the morrow;// Christ the babe was born for you! //