Mary's Lullaby Lyrics - Jane Siberry

See the child that Mary bore 

On her lap so softly sleeping 

In a stable cold and poor 

Ox and ass their vigil keeping 

Sing lullaby, sing lullaby 

My own dear son, my child 

Lullaby, sing lullaby 

Lullaby, my little baby 

Flights of angels 'round His head 

Sing Him joyful hymns of greeting 

Peace on earth, goodwill to men 

Each to each the song repeating 

Shepherds kneeling by His bed 

Offer homage without measure 

Wise men, by a bright star led 

Bring Him gifts of richest treasure