Oh, come little children,
Oh, come one and all,
Come here to the manger
In Bethlehem’s stall.
Behold all the gladness
This wonderful night,
Our Father in Heaven
Has wrought in his might.
[Dr Scholz, noticing Robert’s behaviour, has grown steadily gloomier. At the beginning of the song he looks nervously round like someone who dreads being attacked and seeks as far as possible without being noticed to establish a certain distance between himself and the others.
Mrs Scholz (at the beginning of the song).