One precious child was born that night,
so long ago in Bethlehem,
and wise men led by star so bright
came from afar to worship Him.

He wasn't born in palace fair,
attended by some royalty,
but in a stable that night there
the cattle were His company.

He had no fleecy layette gown
to keep His little body warm;
in swaddling clothes she laid Him down
inside a cold and airy barn.

His bed was made from stable straw;
He had no home to call His own,
but shepherds knelt in fear and awe
when Heaven's light around Him shone.

No other child since time began
has brought pure joy upon the earth,
nor given hope to every man,
like Jesus Christ of lowly birth.

Copyright © 2000 Ruth Gillis

And she brought forth her firstborn son,
and wrapped him in swaddling clothes,
and laid him in a manger,
because there was no room for them in the inn.
Luke 2:7