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