A baby, lying down

On a dark little night

In a dark little town

Lay a baby in a manger

Lay a baby, lying down 

On a dark and stormy sea

In a boat about to drown 

In the bottom of that boat

Lay that baby, lying down

On a dark passover morn

In a tomb beneath the ground 

Lay the body of a rabbi,

Once that baby, lying down 

He shook off death like morning blankets

Graveclothes falling to the ground

A gift unwrapped, a treasure opened

God's own mercy coming down