- Unto us a Boy is born!
King of all creation,
Came He to a world forlorn,
The Lord of every nation.
The Lord of every nation.
- Cradled in a stall was He
With sleepy cows and asses:
But the very beasts could see
That He all men surpasses.
That He all men surpasses.
- Herod then with fear was filled:
'A prince,' he said, 'in Jewry!'
All the little boys he killed
At Bethlehem in his fury.
At Bethlehem in his fury.
- Now may Mary's Son, Who came
So long ago to love us,
Lead us all with hearts aflame
Unto the joys above us.
Unto the joys above us.
- He the Source and He the End!
Let the organ thunder
While our happy voices rend
The jocund air asunder!
The jocund air asunder!
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