Filling our hearts with bliss,
Ah! we seemed to see a vision
Of angels so bright and fair,
Hov’ring around with protecting wings,
List’ning to baby’s prayer.—Refrain.
Baby was up with the lark this morn,
Filling our hearts with joy,
Humbly we knelt and prayed to Heaven,
“Spare us our baby boy,
From the paths of sin, oh, save him,