Under the feeble stable light
Come and behold the wondrous sight!
Lies here a babe so heavenly sweet,
Mother and angels the Infant keep.

Refrain:
Angels on wing,
What do they sing?
‘Glory to God, the Saviour, King!’

Brighter the radiant heavens shine,
Shepherds afield hear voices divine,
‘For unto you a child is born!’
Go and behold him, this blessed morn. [Refrain]

Far away too, in eastern lands,
Wise Men obey the star’s commands;
Follow the gleam to where the child lay,
Offer their royal gifts this day. [Refrain]