My tongue will never cease praising You!

To thee with joy I sing,

Sweet child that heaven did bring.

Now Judah’s Land shall ring

With thy praises.

Gentle Stranger, in the manger.

In Judah’s Land we find thee, infant Savior.

I greet thee, Prince of Peace;

From sin give thy release.

Nor shall my tongue e’er cease

From thy praises.

Gentle Stranger, in the manger.

In Judah’s Land we find thee, infant Savior.

Thy crib can scarce contain

Thy love, our precious gain.

May hymns new heights attain

With thy praises.

Gentle Stranger, in the manger.

In Judah’s Land we find thee, infant Savior.

Now twilight quietly comes,

The baby lies asleep.

Play softly, flute and drums,

To His praises.

Gentle Stranger, in the manger.

In Judah’s Land we find thee, infant Savior.

Judah’s Land, collected by Gladys Jameson, Berea College, Kentucky