With no pomp of earthly splendor Comes the Savior, promised long, Heralded by angel voices, Blending in triumphant song; On the shepherds’ lonely vigil Falls the radiance from afar; Seek they now the newborn Monarch, Guided by the eastern star. Refrain Bow before Him, and adore Him; At His feet your offering fling; Child in form, yet Lord of glory, Christ of Heav’n and earth the King. Humbly cradled in a manger Helpless lies the slumbering Child, Guarded by the virgin mother, Meek and lowly, undefiled. God with us, oh, blessèd promise! Name all other names above; Human for our sins to suffer, But divine in matchless love. Refrain