Sweet little Baby

Resting in the hay,

Do You know why shepherds come

To worship You today?

Sweet little Baby,

While Mary hummed to Thee,

Angels sang out “Gloria!”

O’er flock and field and tree.

Sweet little Baby

Peaceful in the night,

Shepherds ran here breathless

To see this wondrous sight.

Sweet little Baby

Wrapped up snug and tight,

You set them free from fear and death

By being born tonight.

Sweet little Baby

Smiling at these men,

In time, You’ll be their Shepherd

To guide them home again.

The Birth of Jesus by Carl Bloch