SEE HIM LYING ON A BED OF STRAW
A DRAUGHTY STABLE WITH AN OPEN DOOR
MARY CRADLING THE BABE SHE BORE
THE PRINCE OF GLORY IS HIS NAME
O NOW CARRY ME TO BETHLEHEM
TO SEE THE LORD OF LOVE AGAIN
JUST AS POOR AS WAS THE STABLE THEN
THE PRINCE OF GLORY WHEN HE CAME
STAR OF SILVER, SWEEP ACROSS THE SKIES
SHOW WHERE JESUS IN THE MANGER LIES
SHEPHERDS SWIFTLY FROM YOUR STUPOR RISE
TO SEE THE SAVIOUR OF THE WORLD
ANGELS, SING AGAIN THE SONG YOU SANG
SING THE GLORY OF GOD’S GRACIOUS PLAN
SING THAT BETHLEHEM’S LITTLE BABY CAN
BE THE SAVIOUR OF US ALL
MINE ARE RICHES FROM YOUR POVERTY
FROM YOUR INNOCENCE, ETERNITY
MINE FORGIVENESS BY YOUR DEATH FOR ME
CHILD OF SORROW FOR MY JOY
