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

Introduction

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

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).

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Lyrics

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.