He That Lay in Lowly Manger

He that lay in low­ly man­ger

Now is known as Heav­en’s king;

What but an­gels sang

afore­time

Now have men been taught to sing:

God have glo­ry

in the high­est:

Peace on earth

good will to­wards men:

Over all the tide of ag­es

Ever now as it was then.

Lo

He came

the Lord of glo­ry!

Born and cra­dled in a stall:

Sure He had but scan­ty wel­come

Seeing He was Lord of all.

Yet

in sooth

He sought no oth­er

Nor to earth for hom­age came;

Here He took the form of serv­ant

Here He bared the cheek to shame.

Not of this world was His king­dom

He lived not at mon­arch’s cost;

He sought not the known and hon­ored

But He came to seek the lost.

Glory

wor­ship

love and serv­ice

To the bless­èd One in Three;

As it was in the be­gin­ning

Is

and ev­er­more shall be.