THE BABE IN BETHLEM

The Babe in Bethlem

1 The Babe in Bethl’em’s manger laid,
In humble form so low,
By wond’ring angels is surveyed
Through all His scenes of woe.
Noël, Noël,
Now sing a Savior’s birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav’n.

2 A Savior, sinners all around!
Sing, shout the wondrous word;
Let every bosom hail the sound,
A Savior! Christ the Lord.
Noël, Noël,
Now sing a Savior’s birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav’n.

3 For, not to sit on David’s throne
With worldly pomp and joy,
He came for sinners to atone,
And Satan to destroy.
Noël, Noël,
Now sing a Savior’s birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav’n.

4 Well may we sing the Savior’s birth,
Who need the grace so given,
And hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heaven.
Noël, Noël,
Now sing a Savior’s birth,
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to heav’n.