The Cyber Hymnal ‎#8390

8390. Beside The Manger

1 There in the narrow manger, cold and bleak
My Lord, Thou art;
And there within those hands, so soft and weak,
I lay my heart.
Beneath those tiny feet I bow my head,
O blessèd Child.
And kiss the straw that forms Thy chilly bed
In winter wild.

2 Show me thy wondrous Babe, O mother-maid,
Foretold of yore;
The treasure on thy virgin bosom laid
Let me adore.
That small hand place upon my prostrate brow,
O mother dear;
For crouching in His infant presence
I quake with fear.

3 A sinner kneeling at an infant’s cot,
I call on Thee;
A sinner at the cross, forget me not,
But plead for me.
And thus in faith assured I leave my heart,
Blest Child, with Thee;
A worthless gift with which Thou wilt not part
Eternally.

Text Information

• First Line: There in the narrow manger, cold and bleak
• Title: Beside The Manger
• Author: S. J.
• Meter: 10.4.10.4 D
• Language: English
• Source: The Freeman's Journal (Sydney, March 27, 1858)
• Copyright: Public Domain
• Notes: Alternate tune: CLERMONT by William S. Rockstro

Tune Information

• Name: SAINT CROSS
• Composer: Frank Lambert (1899)
• Meter: 10.4.10.4. D
• Key: F Major or modal
• Source: Arundel Hymns by Henry Fitzalan-Howard and Charles T. Gatty, 1902
• Copyright: Public Domain