Oh, come, little children
Oh, come, all of you
Come to the manger
In Bethlehem's stable
And see what
in this holiest of nights
the Father in Heaven
brings us for joy.
Oh, come, little children
Oh, come, all of you
Oh, see in the manger
In the nightly stable
See here in the brightly shining
ray of light,
In clean swaddling clothes
The heavenly child
Far more beautiful and fair
than little angels are.
Oh, come, little children
Oh, come, all of you
There he lies, the little child
On hay and on straw
Mary and Joseph
look upon him fondly;
The righteous shepherds
kneel praying before him,
High above, the choir of angels
hovers, exulting
What do we give to children,
What will we give to you,
you best and loveliest
of all children?
You want nothing of the treasures
and wealth of the world,
You want only
a heart full of humility.
Oh, come, little children
Oh, come, all of you
Oh, come, little children
Oh, come, all of you
Come, all of you
You little children
Oh, like the shepherds
adoringly bend your knee,
Raise your little hands
and pray like them!
Join in joyfully, you children
Who shouldn't be joyful?
Join in joyfully
with the rejoicing of the angels!
Oh, come, little children
Oh, come, all of you
Oh, come, little children
Oh, come, all of you
You little children
You little children
You little children