Gentle Mary laid her child Lowly in a manger; There he lay, the undefiled, To the world a stranger. Such a babe in such a place, Can he be the Saviour? Ask the saved of all the race Who have found his favor. Angels sang about his birth; Wise men sought and found him; Heaven's star shone brightly forth, Glory all around him. Shepherds saw the wondrous sight, Heard the angels singing; All the plains were lit that night. All the hills were ringing. Gentle Mary laid her child Lowly in a manger; He is still the undefiled, But no more a stranger. Son of God, of humble birth, Beautiful the story; Praise his Name in all the earth, Hail the King of Glory!