Neighbor, has you so excited? Do tell me please Haven't you heard a child is born that all want to Son of a pure and modest virgin, Mary's her They say, her is the savior prophets proclaim
I be pleased to go with you so likely I'll go But can we take our time to see Shop on the road? Have you some cake to take the infant? Sugar-plums, I'm sure that house is lovely, tidy and new
I am that you're mistaken, wrong as can be This blessed has no splendid rich place to stay For she lies a wretched stable, dirty and poor There is no table for 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 has she to give her aid? Cannot the heavenly father's power help the poor
All could think to find for a cradle, a manger bed Bundle of dusty, dry to pillow his head Joseph, her husband, he for Mary best as he can In place of servant, ox and donkey are on
Traveling me and this journey seems a long way Only to see a baby lying on hay Maybe you find excitement in this affair But I am used to things much better in to share
You must not talk that way, my neighbor, what I say Upon my honor, this is our born on this day It is his choice to come so humbly in a stall Granting his power and grace so to one and all
O mother, free us all from arrogant pride May we, when life on earth is ended,hasten to side Daring to hope you present us to your dear son And we'll gain the bliss and joy of paradise won