Once in Royal David's City Once in Royal David's city...

Once in Royal David's City

Once in Royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle shed
Where a mother laid her Baby
In a manger for His bed;
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ her little Child

He came down to earth from Heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And His shelter was a stable
And His cradle was a stall.
With the poor and mean and lowly,
Lived on earth our Saviour holy


And through all His wondrous childhood
He would honour and obey,
Love and watch the lowly maiden,
In whose gentle arms He lay;
Christian children all must be
Mild, obedient, good as He.

For He is our childhood's pattern,
Day by day like us He grew;
He was little, weak and helpless,
Tears and smiles like us He knew;
And He feeleth for our sadness
And He shareth in our gladness

And our eyes at last shall see Him,
Through His own redeeming love;
For that Child so dear and gentle
Is our Lord in Heaven above
And He leads His children on,
To the place where He is gone.

Not in that poor lowly stable,
With the oxen standing by,
We shall see Him, but in Heaven,
Set at God's right hand on high,
When, like stars, His children crowned,
All in white, shall wait around.