O Come, Little Children

O come

lit­tle child­ren

With hur­ry­ing feet;

To Beth­le­hem hast­en

A ba­by to greet.

God shows His great kind­ness

On this ho­ly night

By send­ing the Christ-child

To bring us de­light.

He lies in a man­ger

The beau­ti­ful Boy

His mo­ther and fa­ther

Bend o’er Him with joy;

Some shep­herds kneel pray­ing

Their hearts full of love;

The song of the an­gels

Floats down from above.

See

out from the man­ger

There streams a clear light

That scat­ters the dark­ness

And shines through the night;

The face of the Ba­by

Who lies in that glow

Is fair­er and bright­er

Than an­gels

we know.

O kneel like the shep­herds

Your hands fold in pray­er

Give thanks

lit­tle child­ren

For Je­sus so fair;

We’ll join with the an­gels

Our voic­es we’ll raise

And sing to our Fa­ther

A glad song of praise.