O Jesus Christ, Your Manger Is

 1 O Jesus Christ, Your manger is

My paradise where my soul is reclining.

For there, O Lord, We find the Word

Made flesh for us – your grace is brightly shining.

2 He whom the sea And wind obey

Comes down to serve the sinner in great meekness.

Now God’s own Son With us is one

And joins us and our children in our weakness.

3 Dear Christian friend, On him depend;

Be of good cheer and let no sorrow move you.

For God’s own child In mercy mild.

Joins you to him – how greatly God must love you!

4 Ponder again What glory then

The Lord will give you for your earthly sadness.

The angel host Can never boast

Of greater glory, greater bliss or gladness.

5 The world may hold Her wealth and gold;

But you, my heart, keep Christ as your true treasure.

To him hold fast Until at last

A crown is yours and honor in full measure.