Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you shall come for Me One who will be ruler over Israel, whose origins are from of old, from ancient times. Micah 5:2
Long, long ago in Bethlehem
The Christ child came,
With no one but the Mother sweet
To warm His little hands and feet,
And know His name.
How wonderful to think that He
Was God of all!
No sign of Heaven’s bright estate,
To show that He was rich and great,
That babe, so small!
Yet thousand angels worshiped Him
On that dark night,
To their dear Lord, on reverent knee
Poor shepherds knelt, made wise to see
By heav’nly light.
Still in the long dark winter hours
The Christ child comes;
Have we no place, O children dear?
Must we not wish to keep Him here,
In our own homes?
O Christ child sweet, our infant king!
We children pray
Make in our hearts a little place
Where we may keep Thee, by Thy grace,
On Christmas Day.