The Babe In Bethlehem’s Manger

 


 
 

The Babe in Bethlem’s manger laid,
In humble form so low,
By wond’ring angels is surveyed,
Thro’ all His scenes of woe.

Nowell, Nowell
O sing a Savior’s birth:
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav’n.

A Savior! sinners all around
Sing, shout the wondrous word;
Let every bosom hail the sound,
A Savior! Christ the Lord.

For not to sit on David’s throne
With worldly pomp and joy,
He came for sinners to atone,
And Satan to destroy.

To preach the word of life divine,
To give the living bread,
To heal the sick with hand benign,
And raise to life the dead.

He preached, He suffered, bled and died,
Uplift ‘twixt earth and skies;
In sinners’ stead was crucified,
For sin a sacrifice.

Well may we sing the Savior’s birth,
Who need the grace so giv’n,
And hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav’n.



 
 
The Babe In Bethlehem's Manger Hymn
 
 

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