Low in a manger, dear little Stranger, Jesus, the wonderful Savior, was born; There was none to receive Him, none to believe Him, None but the angels were watching that morn.
Refrain: Dear little Stranger, slept in a manger, No downy pillow under His head; But with the poor He slumbered secure, The dear little Babe in His bed.
Angels descending, over Him bending, Chanted a tender and silent refrain; Then a wonderful story told of His glory, Unto the shepherds on Bethlehem’s plain.
Dear little Stranger, born in a manger, Maker and Monarch, and Savior of all; I will love Thee forever! Grieve Thee? No, never! Thou didst for me make Thy bed in a stall.
Sources:
The Standard Publishing Company, Jewels for Juniors, circa 1911 (64)
The Cyber Hymnal (http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/d/e/a/dearlitt.htm)