02. Second Carol

 

Jesus was a little baby,

Little baby – just like me;

I was born in wealthy home,

He was born in poverty;

I have a bed, which He had not;

A cold rough manger was His cot!

 

He no toys had – I have many;

And His gifts so funny were;

I have dolls and blocks; but He –

Gold and frankincense and myrrh;

Oh, I should like to give Him mine,

And say to Him, ‘Lord, these are Thine!’

 

Jesus is my Elder Brother

Though His face I cannot see,

Though He lived long years ago

We are of one family;

Oh, Jesus, may I love Thee more,

And, growing, worship and adore!

 

Dec. 24th, 1939