Scripture Verse

She gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped Him in cloths and placed Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:7


Words: Tra­di­tion­al carol, in Spiew­ni­czek Pies­ni Kos­ciel­ne, 1908. Trans­lat­ed from Po­lish to Eng­lish by Ed­ith M. Reed, 1921.

Music: W Zlo­bie Le­zy Po­lish ca­rol. Ar­ranged by Ed­ith M. Reed (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Reed (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Adoration of the Shepherds
Gerard van Honthorst (1590–1656)

Infant ho­ly, In­fant low­ly,
For His bed a cat­tle stall;
Oxen low­ing, lit­tle know­ing,
Christ the Babe is Lord of all.
Swift are wing­ing an­gels sing­ing,
Noels ring­ing, tid­ings bring­ing:
Christ the Babe is Lord of all.

Flocks were sleep­ing, shep­herds keep­ing
Vigil till the morn­ing new
Saw the glo­ry, heard the sto­ry,
Tidings of a Gos­pel true.
Thus re­joic­ing, free from sor­row,
Praises voic­ing, greet the mor­row:
Christ the Babe was born for you.