1. Infant holy, infant lowly,
for his bed a cattle stall;
oxen lowing, little knowing
Christ the babe is Lord of all.
Swift are winging angels singing,
noels ringing, tidings bringing:
Christ the babe is Lord of all.
Christ the babe is Lord of all.
2. Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping
vigil ’til the morning new
saw the glory, heard the story,
tidings of a gospel true.
Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow,
praises voicing, greet the morrow:
Christ the babe was born for you.
Christ the babe was born for you.
INFANT HOLY, INFANT LOWLY
First Line:
Infant holy, infant lowly, for his bed a cattle stall;
Songbook: Trinity Hymnal
Page Number: 216
Song Key: A flat
Language: English
Authors: Polish carol; para. Edith M. G. Reed
Tune Name: W ZLOBIE LEZY
Themes: Christmas
