Unto us a boy is born!
The King of all creation,
Came he to a world forlorn,
The Lord of ev’ry nation.
Cradled in a stall was he
With sleepy cows and asses;
But the very beasts could see
That he the world surpasses.
Herod then with fear was filled:
“A prince,” he said, “in Jewry!”
And all the little boys he killed
At Bethl’hem in his fury.
Now may Mary’s son, who came
So long ago to love us,
Lead us all with hearts aflame
Unto the joys above us.
Alpha and Omega he!
Now let the organ thunder,
While the choir with peals of glee
Shall rend the air asunder.
