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