Hail! Babe, Of God The Very Son Lyrics

1. Hail! Babe, of God the very Son;
And crib, the throne of Solomon;
And stall, a Paradise of light;
And straw, like roses red and white.

[Refrain]
Tiny Child in stall,
Bless us, one and all;
Child in straw and hay,
Cheer us ay.

2. From wonderland Thou comest, Child,
With countenance full meek and mild,
Of ruddy hue and milken white,
That doth man's heart and soul delight. [Refrain]

3. Gold are the curls upon Thine head,
Thine eyes are bright, Thy lips are red;
From crown of head to sole of feet,
Than honeycomb Thou art more sweet. [Refrain]

4. Thy limbs of ivory, snow-white,
Are inlaid with a sapphire bright;
The Sapphire is Thy Godhead great,
The Ivory Thy mortal state. [Refrain]

5. Lo! hyacinths are in Thine hand;
No sweeter perfume in the land:
O Babe most fair, 'tis one and all
As if the sun shone in the stall. [Refrain]

6. The Godhead doth Thy bosom fire,
Grant every man his heart's desire;
In heav'n no greter joy can be
Than this, Thy countenance to see. [Refrain]