Beside The Manger

There in the narrow manger, cold and bleak

Author: S. J.
Published in 1 hymnal

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1 There in the narrow manger, cold and bleak
My Lord, Thou art;
And there within those hands, so soft and weak,
I lay my heart.
Beneath those tiny feet I bow my head,
O blessèd Child.
And kiss the straw that forms Thy chilly bed
In winter wild.

2 Show me thy wondrous Babe, O mother-maid,
Foretold of yore;
The treasure on thy virgin bosom laid
Let me adore.
That small hand place upon my prostrate brow,
O mother dear;
For crouching in His infant presence
I quake with fear.

3 A sinner kneeling at an infant’s cot,
I call on Thee;
A sinner at the cross, forget me not,
But plead for me.
And thus in faith assured I leave my heart,
Blest Child, with Thee;
A worthless gift with which Thou wilt not part

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8390

Author: S. J.

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Text Information

First Line: There in the narrow manger, cold and bleak
Title: Beside The Manger
Author: S. J.
Meter: D
Source: The Freeman's Journal (Sydney, March 27, 1858)
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain


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