Christ was once a lit­tle ba­by,
Just like you and me;
Born in Beth­l’hem of Ju­dea,
Far across the sea;
No room for the lit­tle Je­sus
Could be found on earth:
And a sta­ble dark and drea­ry
Was His place of birth.

Day by day this lit­tle Je­sus
Grew like you and me:
Learned to lisp a pray­er to Hea­ven
At His mo­ther’s knee;
He was poor, but ve­ry happy,
Happy in God’s love:
Listening to His gen­tle guid­ance
Coming from above.

This is still the same dear Je­sus
Of whose birth we sing;
O! ’tis sweet to tell the sto­ry
Of our new­born king;
Who was once a lit­tle ba­by
Just like you and me,
Born in Beth­l’hem of Ju­dea
Far across the sea.