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"Infant Holy, Infant Lowly"
(Verses 1 and 2 are traditional and can found in all printings of this beautiful Polish Carol. I had never heard or seen verse 3, however, until I ran across a YouTube video of a women's choir singing it. I loved it, so I thought I would share it here. Enjoy and be blessed.)

1.
Infant holy, infant lowly,
for his bed a cattle stall;
oxen lowing, little knowing,
Christ the babe is Lord of all.
Swift are winging angels singing,
noels ringing, tidings bringing;
Christ the babe is Lord of all.
Christ the babe is Lord of all.

2.
Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping
vigil till the morning new
saw the glory, heard the story,
tidings of a gospel true.
Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow,,
praises voicing, greet the morrow;
Christ the babe was born for you.
Christ the babe was born for you.

3.
Hush sweet babe now lay thy head down,
come to set this world arright.
As the bright star shining from above
lends its glory to the night.
Kings will seek ye, shepherds greet He (or thee),
angels singing songs to praise thee;
Christ the babe brings loves pure light.
Christ the babe brings loves pure light.