Once in a royal David's city
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Stood a lowly cattle shed,
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Where a mother laid her baby,
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In a manger for His bed:
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Mary was that mother mild,
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Jesus Christ her little child.
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He came down to earth from Heaven,
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Who is God and Lord of all,
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And His shelter was a stable,
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And His cradle was a stall.
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With the poor and mean and lowly,
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Lived on earth, our Saviour holy.
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And our eyes at last shall see Him
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Through His own redeeming love
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For that Child so dear and gentle
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Is our Lord in Heaven above
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And He leads His children on
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To the place where He is gone.
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Not in that poor lowly stable,
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With the oxen standing by,
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We shall see Him; but in heaven,
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Set at God's right hand on high;
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Where like stars His children crowned
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All in white shall wait around.
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Once in a royal David's city
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| The St Philips Boy's Choir |
