He Smiles Wilthin His Cradle

He smiles within his cradle,
A babe with face so bright
It beams most like a mirror
Against a blaze of light:
This babe so burning bright.

This babe we now declare to you
Is Jesus Christ our Lord;
He brings both peace and heartiness:
Haste, haste with one accord
To feast with Christ our Lord.

And who would rock the cradle
Wherein this infant lies,
Must rock with easy motion
And watch with humble eyes,
Like Mary pure and wise.

O Jesus, dearest babe of all
And dearest babe of mine,
Thy love is great, thy limbs are small.
O, flood this heart of mine
With overflow from thine!