Jesus was born in Bethlehem,
The land of Judah small;
Now lives eternally to save
Poor sinners from the fall.
He walked this sin-cursed earth of ours
For three and thirty years;
With great rejoicing at His birth,
But at His death few tears.
He burst asunder death’s strong bars,
He was the Son of God;
Now whosoever will may rest
As sheltered by His blood.
He rose in triumph from the tomb
To His bright Home above,
Now whosoever will may come
And prove His boundless love.
As risen from among the dead,
He lives for us on high;
We’ll praise Him while we’re here on earth,
And also in the sky.
ML-12/26/1920