1 Jesus, holy Child from heaven,
Thou for children wast a child;
Infant martyrs gathered round Thee,
And, unconscious, for Thee died.
Not by speaking, but by dying,
Slaughtered babes proclaim Thy praise,
2 Hail, sweet band of lovely infants,
Welcoming the holy Child,
First-fruits of His martyr-glory,
Innocent and meek and mild.
Not by willing, but by dying,
They gave up their all for Thee,
Not by willing, but by dying,
They gave up their all for Thee.
3 Jesus, holy Child from heaven,
Who for children wast a child,
Lambs upon Thine altar laying,
Make us humble, meek, and mild,
That in living and in dying
We may evermore be Thine,
That in living and in dying
We may evermore be Thine.
Source: The Sunday School Hymnal: with offices of devotion #288