Ireland: The Holy Boy

Lowly laid in a manger With oxen rude and Nigh, the heavenly Babe is lying, his Maiden mother by. Lo, the wayfaring sages who Journeyed far through the world, Now come in silent Adoring the boy, the Heavenly child, The heavenly child. Leave your work and your playtime And kneel in homage and prayer. The Prince of Love is Smiling, asleep in his Cradle there. Bend your hearts to the wonder above The mystery morn and Worship silent Adoring the boy, the Heavenly child, the Heavenly Child. Dim the lights of the Lantern and bear the Meaner part. Its glads and mourn and Incense proclaim the Son Of God. Lowly laid in a manger By virgin aunt divine, Come, come in silent Adoring The boy, The Heavenly Child, Heavenly Child.