In a lowly manger sleeping, Calm and still a Babe we see, ???Tis the Holy Child of promise, Light of all the world is He. Holy angels sing His welcome In the realms of glory bright, While the morning stars around Him Fall in soft and tender light. Bless??d Savior, dear Redeemer, King of Judah, Prince of Peace, Rock of Ages, Star of nations, Thy dominion ne???er shall cease.