The Babe of Bethlehem

The Babe in Bethlehem's manger laid,
In humble form so low;
By wond'ring angels is surveyed
Thro' all His times of woe.
Noel, Noel,
Let us sing of the Saviour's birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav'n.

A Saviour! sinners all around,
Sing! spread the wondrous word!
Let ev'ry one of us hail the sound,
A Saviour! Christ the Lord!
Noel, Noel,
Let us sing of the Saviour's birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav'n.

For not to sit on David's throne
With worldly pomp and joy,
He came for sinners to atone
And Satan to destroy.
Noel, Noel,
Let us sing of the Saviour's birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav'n.

To preach the word of Life Divine
And feed with living bread,
To heal the sick with hand benign,
And raise to life the dead.
Noel, Noel,
Let us sing of the Saviour's birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav'n.

He preached, He suffered, He bled and died,
Uplift 'twixt earth and skies;
In sinners' stead, He was crucified,
For sin, great sacrifice.
Noel, Noel,
Let us sing of the Saviour's birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav'n.

Well may we sing a Saviour's birth,
Who need His grace so giv'n,
And hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav'n.
Noel, Noel,
Let us sing of the Saviour's birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav'n.