Scripture Verse

This shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. Luke 2:12


Words: R. E. Ad­der­ley. Pub­lished in Ca­rols Old and Ca­rols New, by Charles L. Hut­chins (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Par­ish Choir, 1916), num­ber 319.

Music: Tho­mas Ad­ams (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Ad­der­ley’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him or Ad­ams,


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

In the hal­lowed man­ger
Sleeps the Ho­ly Child;
Love and light shine from Him,
Though the win­ter’s wild:
Earth-storms yet may ga­ther,
Looming large and loud,
Time has touched th’Eter­nal,
Light is in the cloud.


Glory to God!
Hark, how the wel­kin rings,
And night is wooed to mirth:
High min­strels hover
On ador­ing wings,
And breathe God’s peace,
God’s peace, on earth.

At the hal­lowed man­ger,
Bowed in faith be­fore,
Love’s di­vin­est vi­sion,
Simple swains adore:
Still true hearts dis­cov­er
That en­tranc­ing sight,
Still the Babe of Beth­le­hem
Leads pure souls to light.


At the hal­lowed man­ger,
In our Babe’s pure birth,
Wistful hope is find­ing
Sanctity for earth:
For the light that red­dened
Once that mid­night sky,
Flames where still that Child heart
Saves hu­ma­ni­ty.