Though Poor Be The Chamber


Though poor be the chamber,
Come here, come and adore;
Lo! the Lord of heaven
Hath to mortals given
Life forevermore,
Life forevermore,
Life forevermore.

Shepherds who folded your flocks beside you,
Tell what was told by angel voices near:
To you this night is born he who will guide you
Thro’ paths of peace to living waters clear.

Though poor be the chamber,
Come here, and adore;
Lo! the Lord of heaven
Hath to mortals given
Life forevermore,
Life forevermore.

Kings from a far land, draw near and behold him,
Led by the beam whose warning bade ye come;
Your crowns cast down, with robe royal enfold him;
Your king descends to earth from brighter home.

Though poor be the chamber,
come here, come and adore;
Lo! the Lord of Heaven
Hath to mortals given
Life forevermore.

Wind, to the cedars proclaim the joyful story,
Wave of the sea, the tidings bear afar;
The night is gone! Behold in all its glory
All broad and bright rises th’eternal morning star.

Though poor be the chamber,
come here, come and adore;
Lo! the Lord of Heaven
Hath to mortals given
Life forevermore,
Life forevermore,
Life forevermore.