Infant Holy

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
Nowells ringing
Tidings bringing
Christ the Babe is Lord of all
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
Christ the Babe was born for you

Christ the Babe, lord of all
Christ the Babe, born for you
Christ the Babe, lord of all
Christ the Babe, born for you
Christ the Babe, lord of all
Christ the Babe, born for you
Christ the Babe, lord of all
Christ the Babe, born for you

Christ the Babe was born for you
Christ the Babe was born for you