Song of the Crib
(Joseph Lieber, Joseph Mein)

Joseph dearest, Joseph mine,
Help me cradle the child divine;
God reward thee and all that's thine
In paradise, 
So prays the mother Mary

Chorus:
  He came among us at Christmas tide, 
  At Christmas tide, In Bethlehem; 
  Men shall bring him from far and wide
  Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus,
  Lo, he comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us!

Gladly, dear one, lady mine,
Help I cradle this child of thine;
God's own light on us both shall shine
In paradise, 
As prays the mother Mary.

Peace to all that have goodwill!
God, whom heaven and earth doth fill,
Comes to turn us away from ill,
And lies so still 
Within the crib of Mary

All shall come and bow the knee;
Wise and happy their souls shall be,
Loving such a divinity,
As all may see
In Jesus, Son of Mary.

Words: from the original German, 15th Century
Arrangement: R. Vaughn Williams