He is So Sweet and Small / Gerard Bullet

We saw Him sleeping in His manger bed
And flatered feet and heart in holy dread.
Until we heard the maiden-mother call:
"Come hither, sirs, He is so sweet and small."

She was more fair than ye have looked upon,
She was the moon and He her little sun;
"O Lord," we cried, "have mercy on us all!"
"But ah," qod she, "He is so sweet and small."

Whereat the blessed beasts with one accord
Gave tongue to praise their little blessed Lord,
Oxen and asses singing in their stall:
"The King of Kings He is so sweet and small."