My love, my'dear, my darling thou
My treasure new, my gladness thou
My comely beauteous babe-son thou
Unworthy I to thend to thee

Haleluia

O dear the eye that softly looks
O dear the heart that fondly loves
Tho' but a tender babe thou art
The graces all grow up with these

Haleluia...

White sun of hope and light art thou
Of love the heart and eye art thou
Tho' but a tender babe, I bow
In heavenly rapture unto thee

Haleluia...