There came a lit­tle child to earth
Long ago;
And the an­gels of God pro­claimed His birth,
High and low.

Out on the night, so calm and still,
Their song was heard;
For they knew that the Child on Beth­le­hem’s hill
Was Christ the Lord.

Far away in the good­ly land
Fair and bright;
Children with crowns of glo­ry stand,
Robed in white.

They sing, the Lord of Hea­ven so fair,
A child was born;
And that they might His crown of glo­ry share,
Wore crown of thorn.

In mor­tal weak­ness, want and pain,
He came to die,
That the child­ren of earth might in glo­ry reign
With Him on high.

And ev­er­more in robes so fair
And un­de­filed,
Those ran­somed child­ren His praise de­clare,
Who was a child.