1 Do you hear the children crying
In the night,
In the night?
Of deep heathen darkness, sighing
For the light,
For the light.
How their little hands they lift
To receive the priceless gift
That the Christ-child brings to bless them.
With His love and life and light.

2 Do you hear the children singing
In the light,
In the light?
Far and near their off’rings bringing,
Shining bright,
Shining bright.
To the Christ-child’s feet they bear
Loving hearts and off’rings rare,
That the little ones in darkness
Far away may see the light.

3 How the alleluias swelling
On the air,
On the air,
Speak the glad news they are telling
Ev’rywhere,
Ev’rywhere.
To the little lifted hands
Comes the gift, in far-off lands,
For the loving Christ-child, list’ning,
Hears the little children’s prayer.

Amen.