There Dwelt in Old Judea

There dwelt in old Ju­dea

A maid­en fair to see;

The mo­ther mild and un­de­filed

Of a bless­èd babe was she.

Sing No­ël

sing No­ël

And mer­ry be al­way;

For Christ was born

in the ear­ly morn

All on a Christ­mas Day.

And as the in­fant Je­sus

Lay on His low­ly bed

A cir­cle bright of heav’n­ly light

Shone round about His head.

The shep­herds bowed be­fore Him

While an­gels swift did fly

On blest em­ploy

with songs of joy

To fill the star­ry sky.

For this was Prince Em­ma­nu­el

Who laid aside His crown;

And all to win our souls from sin

Unto the earth came down.

Now God

my dear Re­deem­er

I give my heart to Thee;

For

by my word

this lov­ing Lord

Shall be the Lord of me.