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!
High above us, God who loves us
Sends His son to save us all
Stature growing, wisdom knowing
Full obedience to his call
Born in weakness, wondrous mystery
God eternal enters history
Christ the babe is Lord of all!
Christ the babe is Lord of all!
Calling, Maturity, Messiah, Obedience
Luke 2:40,52
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Greg de Blieck
Greg de Blieck, Edith Reed
Those who attend church at Christmas only easily can form a picture of Jesus Christ as a baby only, but as many carol service sermons remind us – it is what happens AFTER the nativity that is so crucial to our hope. We added a verse to this old Polish lullaby to reflect the bigger picture of Jesus growing in stature and wisdom, and in favour with God and man – and his progress towards His ultimate purpose and calling.
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