Song | Once in Royal David's City |
Artist | Libera |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | Ian Tilley |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | Fiona Pears |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | Mason Neely |
Artist | Ben Crawley |
Artist | Tom Cully |
Album | Libera: The Christmas Album |
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Once in royal David’s city | |
Stood a lowly cattle shed, | |
Where a mother laid her baby | |
In a manger for His bed: | |
Mary was that mother mild, | |
Jesus Christ her little Child. | |
He came down to earth from heaven, | |
Who is God and Lord of all, | |
And His shelter was a stable, | |
And His cradle was a stall; | |
With the poor and mean and lowly, | |
Lived on earth our Saviour holy. | |
And our eyes at last shall see Him, | |
Through His own redeeming love, | |
For that Child so dear and gentle | |
Is our Lord in Heav’n above, | |
And He leads His children on | |
To the place where He is gone. | |
Not in that poor lowly stable, | |
With the oxen standing by, | |
We shall see Him; but in Heaven, | |
Set at God’s right hand on high; | |
Where like stars His children crowned | |
All in white shall wait around. |
Once in royal David' s city | |
Stood a lowly cattle shed, | |
Where a mother laid her baby | |
In a manger for His bed: | |
Mary was that mother mild, | |
Jesus Christ her little Child. | |
He came down to earth from heaven, | |
Who is God and Lord of all, | |
And His shelter was a stable, | |
And His cradle was a stall | |
With the poor and mean and lowly, | |
Lived on earth our Saviour holy. | |
And our eyes at last shall see Him, | |
Through His own redeeming love, | |
For that Child so dear and gentle | |
Is our Lord in Heav' n above, | |
And He leads His children on | |
To the place where He is gone. | |
Not in that poor lowly stable, | |
With the oxen standing by, | |
We shall see Him but in Heaven, | |
Set at God' s right hand on high | |
Where like stars His children crowned | |
All in white shall wait around. |
Once in royal David' s city | |
Stood a lowly cattle shed, | |
Where a mother laid her baby | |
In a manger for His bed: | |
Mary was that mother mild, | |
Jesus Christ her little Child. | |
He came down to earth from heaven, | |
Who is God and Lord of all, | |
And His shelter was a stable, | |
And His cradle was a stall | |
With the poor and mean and lowly, | |
Lived on earth our Saviour holy. | |
And our eyes at last shall see Him, | |
Through His own redeeming love, | |
For that Child so dear and gentle | |
Is our Lord in Heav' n above, | |
And He leads His children on | |
To the place where He is gone. | |
Not in that poor lowly stable, | |
With the oxen standing by, | |
We shall see Him but in Heaven, | |
Set at God' s right hand on high | |
Where like stars His children crowned | |
All in white shall wait around. |