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By His Mother's hands,
 Lord God of all.

Lord God of Mary,
 Whom His Lips caress
While He rocks to rest
On her milky breast
 In helplessness.

Lord God of shepherds
 Flocking through the cold.
Flocking through the dark
To the only Ark,
 The only Fold.

Lord God of all things
 Be they near or far,
Be they high or low;
Lord of storm and snow,
 Angel and star.

Lord God of all men,—
 My Lord and my God
Thou who lovest me,
Keep me close to Thee
 By staff and rod.

Lo! newborn Jesus
 Loving great and small;,
Love's free Sacrifice,
Opening Arms and Eyes
 To one and all.