Now We Bring Our Christmas Treasures

Now we bring our Christ­mas trea­sures

Loving thoughts and deeds we bring;

Childlike hearts we glad­ly of­fer

To the Child

the child­ren’s king.

To the Child

who in the man­ger

Lay up­on that Christ­mas morn

When the an­gels came to tell us

That the child­ren’s king was born.

And He lives through­out the ag­es

Lives and reigns in earth and sky;

Angel hosts still sing the glo­ry

Of the child­ren’s king on high.

Yet He cares for child­ren’s prais­es:

So

with heart and voice we ring;

Glory in the high­est

glo­ry

To the Child

the child­ren’s king.