There came a
little Child
to earth
Long ago;
And the angels
of God
proclaimed His
birth,
High and low.
Out on the
night, so calm
and still,
Their song was
heard;
For they knew
that the Child
on Bethlehem�s
hill
Was Christ the
Lord.
Far away in
the goodly
land
Fair and
bright;
Children with
crowns of
glory stand,
Robed in
white.
They sing,
the Lord of
Heaven so
fair,
A Child was
born;
And that they
might His
crown of glory
share,
Wore crown of
thorn.
In mortal
weakness, want
and pain,
He came to
die,
That the
children of
earth might in
glory reign
With Him on
high.
And
evermore in
robes so fair
And undefiled,
Those ransomed
children His
praise
declare,
Who was a
Child.