this is a hymn, a song of praise on the moment of our Jesus’ birth. My grand children call for me and say I am theirs: ‘my’-‘mine’
this season ,and for all times, Jesus is ours, mine-
this Advent we sing to our Saviour, as shepherds in Bethlehem fields. This is a hymn of that moment.
sing this season,
Bethlehem Down
When He is King we will give Him a Kings’ gifts,
Myrrh for its sweetness, and gold for a crown,
Beautiful robes, said the young girl to Joseph,
Fair with her-first born on Bethlehem Down.
Bethlehem Down is full of the starlight —
Winds for the spices, and stars for the gold,
Mary for sleep, and for lullaby music
Songs of a shepherd by Bethlehem fold.
When He is King they will clothe Him in grave-sheets,
Myrrh for embalming, and wood for a crown. em>
He that lies now in the white arms of Mary,
Sleeping so lightly on Bethlehem Down,
Here He has peace and a short while for dreaming,
Close-huddled oxen to keep him from cold,
Mary for love, and lullaby music
Songs of a shepherd by Bethlehem down
King’s College Cambridge 2010 #17 Bethlehem Down youtu.be/-z3Tz5AIsa0 via @YouTube
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