1 While to Bethl’hem we are going,
Tell me now, to cheer the road,
Tell me why this lovely Infant
Quitted His divine abode.
Refrain:
"From that world to bring to this
Peace, which, of all earthly blisses,
Is the brightest, purest bliss."
2 Wherefore from His throne exalted
Came He on this earth to dwell;
All His pomp a humble manger,
All His court a narrow cell? [Refrain]
3 Why did He, the Lord Eternal,
Mortal pilgrim deign to be;
He who fashioned for His glory,
Boundless immortality? [Refrain]
4 Well, then, let us haste to Bethl’hem;
Thither let us haste and rest;
For, of all Heav’n’s gifts, the sweetest,
Sure, is peace—the sweetest, best. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11373