SATB (divisi throughout), Soprano solo, organ. A tender text by Frederick Moore, lovingly set by the composer in a lullaby style.
Here are we in Bethlehem; there the stable door!
Let us go and enter in, Mary’s Babe adore.
See the kings who come from far, bearing myrrh and gold,
Frankincense to offer him, treasure manifold.
Take we gifts as well as these, at his feet to lay;
Clothes to shield him from the cold, toys that he may play.
For a baby still is he, Mary still is poor.
Here are we in Bethlehem, there the stable door.
Mary still is poor.