Jesus, our brother, kind and good,
Was humbly born in a stable of wood,
and the friendly beasts around him stood,
Jesus, our brother, kind and good.
I, said the donkey, shaggy and brown.
I carried his mother up hill and down,
I carried his mother to Bethlehem town,
I, said the donkey, shaggy and brown.
I, said the sheep, with curly horn.
I gave him wool for a blanket warm,
He wore my coat on Christmas morn,
I, said the sheep, with curly horn.
I, said the dove, from the rafters high.
I cooed to sleep, that he should not cry,
We cooed him to sleep, my love and I,
I, said the dove, from rafters high.
Thus, every beast by same good spell
in the stable dark was glad to tell,
of the gift he gave Emmanuel,
of the gift he gave Emmanuel.

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