Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Lyrics

(Together) 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. Chris the babe is Lord of all.

(Solo(s)) Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil will 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. (Together) Christ the babe was born for you.

(?)As we journey to the stable like the wisemen long ago,
We are hoping to discover what these pilgrims came to know.
All are welcome at this manger, king and shepherd, friend and stranger.
Christ the babe is Lord of all. Christ the babe is Lord of all.

(Together) Wake our spirits from their slumber; send the darkness on its way.
Fill our hearts with joy and wonder on this blessed Christmas day.
Songs of angels all around us; grace and blessing now surround us.
Christ be with us as we go. Christ be with us as we go.