H.C. Andersen: 'Barn Jesus i en Krybbe laae''

 

Barn Jesus i en Krybbe laae,
Skjøndt Himlen var hans Eie;
Hans Pude her blev Hø og Straa,
Mørkt var det om hans Leie!
Men Stjernen over Huset stod,
Og Oxen kyssed' Barnets Fod,
Halleluja, Barn Jesus!

Hver sorgfuld Sjæl, bliv karsk og glad,
Ryst af din tunge Smerte,
Et Barn er født i Davids Stad,
Til Trøst for hvert et Hjerte;
Til Barnet vil vi stige ind,
Og blive Børn i Sjæl og Sind.
Halleluja, Barn Jesus!

 

 

The Christ child in a manger lay

Though his was all creation;

His pillow was but straw and hay

And dark the crib’s location!

The star though o’er the house shone bright;

The ox the child’s foot kissed that night.

Let hallelujahs sound on high! Christ Jesus!

 

Be sound and joyful, soul forlorn,

Shake off pain’s tribulation,

In Bethlehem a child is born,

Each heart’s true consolation;

We to that child the path will find,

And children be in soul and mind.

Let hallelujahs sound on high! Christ Jesus!