127 Infant Holy Infant Lowly
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Infant holy infant lowly
For His bed a cattle stall;
Oxen lowing little knowing
Christ the babe is Lord of all;
Swift are winging angels singing
Noels ringing tidings bringing
Christ the babe is Lord of all
Christ the babe is Lord of all.
Infant holy infant lowly
For His bed a cattle stall;
Oxen lowing little knowing
Christ the babe is Lord of all;
Swift are winging angels singing
Noels ringing tidings bringing
Christ the babe is Lord of all
Christ the babe is Lord of all.
[2]
Flocks were sleeping shepherds keeping
Vigil till the morning new;
Saw the glory heard the story
Tidings of the gospel true;
Thus rejoicing free from sorrow
Praises voicing greet the morrow
Christ the babe was born for you
Christ the babe was born for you.
Flocks were sleeping shepherds keeping
Vigil till the morning new;
Saw the glory heard the story
Tidings of the gospel true;
Thus rejoicing free from sorrow
Praises voicing greet the morrow
Christ the babe was born for you
Christ the babe was born for you.