Once in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle shed Where a mother laid her baby In a manger for His bed: Mary was that mother mild Jesus Christ her little child
He came down to earth from heaven Who is God and Lord of all And His shelter was a stable And His cradle was a stall; With the poor and meek and lowly Lived on earth our Savior holy
And through all His wondrous childhood He would honor and obey Love and watch the lowly mother In whose gentle arms He lay Christian children all should be Mild, obedient, good as He
For He is our child-hood's pattern Day by day like us He grew He was little, weak, and helpless Tears and smiles like us He knew And He feeleth for our sadness And He shareth in our gladness
And our eyes at last shall see Him Through His own redeeming love; For that child so dear and gentle Is our Lord in heaven above And He leads His children on To the place where He is gone
Not in that poor lowly stable With the oxen standing by We shall see Him, but in heaven Set at God's right hand on high; When like stars His children crowned All in white shall be around