作曲 : Lewis, Richards Haven't you heard a child is born that all want to see? Son of a pure and modest virgin, Mary's her name They say, her baby is the savior prophets proclaim I would be pleased to go with you so likely I'll goBut can we take our time to see him? Shop on the road? Have you some cake to take the infant? Sugar-plums, too? I'm sure that Mary's house is lovely, tidy and new I am afraid that you're mistaken, wrong as can be This blessed maiden has no splendid rich place to stay For she lies within a wretched stable, dirty and poor There is no table for your presents, only the floor Surely she has a warm soft cradle there for the child One has to rock and calm an infant so weak and so mild What sort of guards and servants has she to give her aid? Cannot the heavenly father's power help the poor maid? All they could think to find for a cradle, a manger bed Bundle of dusty, dry straw to pillow his head Joseph, her husband, he cares for Mary best as he can In place of servant, ox and donkey are looking on Traveling tires me and this journey seems a long way Only to see a new-born baby lying on hay Maybe you shepherds find excitement in this affair But I am used to things much better in which to share You must not talk that way, my neighbor, mark what I sayUpon my honor, this is our savior born on this day It is his choice to come so humbly there in a stall Granting his power and grace so gently to one and all O blessed mother, free us all from arrogant pride May we, when life on earth is ended, hasten to your side Daring to hope you will present us to your dear son And that we'll gain the bliss and joy of paradise won Haven't you heard a child is born that all want to see? Son of a pure and modest virgin, Mary's her name
作曲 : Lewis, Richards Haven't you heard a child is born that all want to see? Son of a pure and modest virgin, Mary's her name They say, her baby is the savior prophets proclaim I would be pleased to go with you so likely I'll goBut can we take our time to see him? Shop on the road? Have you some cake to take the infant? Sugar-plums, too? I'm sure that Mary's house is lovely, tidy and new I am afraid that you're mistaken, wrong as can be This blessed maiden has no splendid rich place to stay For she lies within a wretched stable, dirty and poor There is no table for your presents, only the floor Surely she has a warm soft cradle there for the child One has to rock and calm an infant so weak and so mild What sort of guards and servants has she to give her aid? Cannot the heavenly father's power help the poor maid? All they could think to find for a cradle, a manger bed Bundle of dusty, dry straw to pillow his head Joseph, her husband, he cares for Mary best as he can In place of servant, ox and donkey are looking on Traveling tires me and this journey seems a long way Only to see a new-born baby lying on hay Maybe you shepherds find excitement in this affair But I am used to things much better in which to share You must not talk that way, my neighbor, mark what I sayUpon my honor, this is our savior born on this day It is his choice to come so humbly there in a stall Granting his power and grace so gently to one and all O blessed mother, free us all from arrogant pride May we, when life on earth is ended, hasten to your side Daring to hope you will present us to your dear son And that we'll gain the bliss and joy of paradise won Haven't you heard a child is born that all want to see? Son of a pure and modest virgin, Mary's her name
