A Boy Is Born in Bethlehem

A Boy is born in Beth­le­hem

Joy bringing to Je­ru­sa­lem.

He li­eth in a manger poor

Whose king­dom shall for aye en­dure.

The ox and ass knew and ad­ored

The In­fant that was Christ the Lord.

The kings of Sa­ba came to bring

Gold

myrrh and in­cense to their king.

The off­spring He of vir­gin bright

Made mo­ther by high Heav­en’s might.

One af­ter one the cot for­lorn

Entering

they hail their prince new born.

The ser­pent’s ven­om knew Him not

Though of our blood He chose His lot:

Made like to us in hu­man kin

Unlike us in re­spect of sin.

That like Him He might make us be

And with Him­self and God agree.

In this birth’s joy let all ac­cord

And bless for ev­er Christ the Lord.