Lyrics

See that child Mary bore On her lap so softly sleeping In a stable cold and poor Ox and ass their vigil keeping Sing lullaby, sing lullaby My own dear son, my child Lullaby, sing lullaby Lullaby, my little baby Flights of angles round His head Sing him joyful hymns of greeting Peace on earth, goodwill to men Each to each the song repeating Shepard's kneeling by his bed Offer homage without measure Wise men, by a bright star led Bring him gifts of richest treasure