1 The Sav­ior, of the Vir­gin born,
Was in a hum­ble man­ger laid,
He, Lord of all, our flesh as­sumed,
By whom the heav­’ns and earth were made.

2 His life the ty­rant Her­od sought,
And ev­ery su­btle art did try;
To wor­ship Him he made pre­tense,
That he the In­fant might des­troy.

3 But powe­r di­vine His life pre­served,
And now He reigns above the sky;
To Him who once from Her­od fled,
Now mul­ti­tudes for safe­ty fly.