"How silently, how silently, the wondrous Gift is giv'n..."
O Lord, You have created all!
How did You come to be so small,
To meekly sleep in manger bed,
Where lowing cattle lately fed?
Were Earth a thousand times as fair,
Beset with gold, and jewels rare,
Still, such a cradle would not do,
To rock a Prince as great as You!
Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child,
Prepare a bed- soft, undefiled
Within my heart, that it may be
A quiet chamber kept for Thee.
A blessed Christmas to you all!