See Him lying on a bed of straw A draughty stable with an open door Mary cradling the babe she bore The Prince of Glory is His name Oh now carry me to Bethlehem To see the Lord appear to men Just as poor as was the stable then The Prince of Glory when He came Star of glory sweep across the skies Show were Jesus in the manger lies Shepherds swiftly from your stupor rise To see the Saviour of the world Oh now carry me to Bethlehem To see the Lord appear to men Just as poor as was the stable then The Prince of Glory when He came Angels sing the song that you began Bring God's glory to the heart of man Sing that Bethl'em's little baby can Be salvation to the soul Oh now carry me to Bethlehem To see the Lord appear to men Just as poor as was the stable then The Prince of Glory when He came Mine are riches from Your poverty From Your innocence eternity Mine forgiveness by Your death for me Child of sorrow for my joy Oh now carry me to Bethlehem To see the Lord appear to men Just as poor as was the stable then The Prince of Glory when He came Oh now carry me to Bethlehem To see the Lord appear to men Just as poor as was the stable then The Prince of Glory when He came