While To Bethlehem We Are Going


While to Bethl’hem we are going,
Tell me now, to cheer the road,
Tell me why this lovely Infant
Quitted His divine abode.

Refrain:
“From that world to bring to this
Peace, which, of all earthly blisses,
Is the brightest, purest bliss.”

Wherefore from His throne exalted
Came He on this earth to dwell;
All His pomp a humble manger,
All His court a narrow cell? [Refrain]

Why did He, the Lord Eternal,
Mortal pilgrim deign to be;
He who fashioned for His glory,
Boundless immortality? [Refrain]

Well, then, let us haste to Bethl’hem;
Thither let us haste and rest;
For, of all Heav’n’s gifts, the sweetest,
Sure, is peace-the sweetest, best. [Refrain]