Neighbor, has you so excited? Do tell me please Haven't you heard a child is that all want to see? Son of a pure and modest virgin, Mary's her They say, her is the savior prophets proclaim
I would be pleased to go with you so likely go But can we take our to see him? Shop on the road? Have you some cake to the infant? Sugar-plums, too? I'm sure that Mary's house is lovely, and new
I am that you're mistaken, wrong as can be blessed maiden has no splendid rich place to stay For she within a wretched stable, dirty and poor There is no table for your presents, only the
Surely she has a warm soft cradle for the child One has to rock and calm an infant so weak and so What sort of guards and has she to give her aid? Cannot the heavenly father's help the poor maid?
All they think to find for a cradle, a manger bed Bundle of dusty, dry straw to his head Joseph, her husband, he cares for Mary as he can In place of servant, ox and are looking on
Traveling me and this journey seems a long way Only to see a new-born baby on hay Maybe you shepherds find in this affair But I am used to much better in which to share
You must not talk that way, my neighbor, mark I say Upon my honor, this is our savior born on day It is his choice to come so humbly in a stall Granting his power and so gently to one and all
O blessed mother, free us all arrogant pride May we, life on earth is ended,hasten to your side to hope you will present us to your dear son And that gain the bliss and joy of paradise won