Lyrics

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.

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.

Score

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Recording

A recording of this hymn is available on Richard Irwin's album - "From Advent to Epiphany Volume 2" which can be found on Amazon, Google Play, iTunes, Spotify.

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Details

Album: From Advent to Epiphany Volume 2
Tune: Wzlobie Lezy
Meter: 87 87 88 77
Style: Traditional Polish, Carol
Church Year: Christmas
Composer: Unknown
Lyricist: Unknown traditional Polish
Translator: Edith Margaret Gellibrand Redd (1885 – 1933)
Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain.