He would honour and obey, Love, and watch the lowly maiden In whose gentle arms he lay; Christian children all must be Mild, obedient, good as he.

4 For he is our childhood's pattern, Day by day like us he grew;

Tears and smiles like us he knew; And he feeleth for our sadness, And he shareth in our gladness. 5 And our eyes at last shall see him. Through his own redeeming love, For that child so dear and gentle Is our Lord in heaven above;

And he leads his children on
To the place where he is gone.
6 Not in that poor lowly stable,
With the oxen standing by,
We shall see him; but in heaven,

Set at God's right hand on high; When like stars his children crown'd All in white shall wait around.