1 A Child is born in Bethlehem
And joyful is Jerusalem.
He lies within a lowly stall,
The King who reigneth over all.

2 The ox and ass beheld that sight,
And knew Him for the Lord of Might.
The wise men hasten to their king,
And gold, and myrrh, and incense bring.

3 Sprung from no mortal father, He
Is born of pure virginity.
Unwounded by the serpent’s tooth,
He comes to us a man in sooth.

4 Like to the flesh man dwelleth in,
But all unlike to man in sin.
That He might bring our mortal race
Back to the image of His face.

5 A Child is born in Bethlehem,
And joyful is Jerusalem.
Now upon this, His natal day,
Bless we our infant Lord alway.