Born to bless us, born to save!
Praise His name with joy­ful breath!
Sing through life, nor fear the grave!
Jesus lives to con­quer death!

Every birth is changed from hence;
Each may take a path­way bright;
Reaching soon the tomb, but thence
Issuing in un­fad­ing light.

Humblest cra­dles now shall show,
Clearly show to lov­ing eyes,
Oft while tears of rap­ture flow,
Flowerets born for Pa­ra­dise.

Parents now shall sink to rest,
Hoping soon to clasp in Heav’n,
Lovely as a se­raph blest,
Every child whom God hath giv’n.

Parents, children, young and old,
If but strong in faith and love,
Shall, with gra­ti­tude un­told,
Oft fore­taste the joys ab­ove.

Lowly Babe of Beth­le­hem!
Glorious Lord of life and light!
Humble branch of Jes­se’s stem!
God! Thy grace is in­fi­nite.