Harken, ye child­ren,
While shep­herds of Beth­le­hem sing
How in a man­ger
We found Him, Beth­le­hem’s king!
Unto us shep­herds
The an­gels stooped to tell
Bethlehem’s sto­ry
And all that there be­fell.

How did we know Him?
The sign was the sign of the Child
Laid in a man­ger,
A fair babe, un­de­filed.
Little Child Je­sus
Is Lord of child­ren dear;
Trust Him, sweet child­ren,
Who was a ba­by here.

Why did we hast­en?
O who may keep wait­ing the King?
Angels on bright wings
Came down His sum­mons to bring!
Little Child Je­sus,
Your com­ing wait­eth, too;
Bethlehem’s king keeps
An op­en door for you.

What did we find there?
A Sav­ior for rich and for poor.
Wise men and kings come
To kneel—O wide is the door!
Come, lit­tle child­ren,
We hum­ble shep­herd men
Call you to fol­low
And find the Christ again.