Did you smell the straw,
Did it tickle your nose,
Did you cry in that night,
Needing a light,
Child, child, Jesus Child.
When the stars stopped to stare,
Did you feel us gathered there,
Child, my child, Jesus Child.
Through the years did you hear,
Our cries coming near,
Child, child, Oh my Jesus Child.
You push back the dark,
Like the rise-and-fall-song of the lark
Oh my child, child, Jesus child.
You know what it’s like
Pain in the night,
The need for stars light.
Oh my child, my Jesus child.