The Friendly Beasts

Jesus, our brother, kind and good, Was humbly born in a stable rude, And the
friendly beasts around Him stood; Jesus, our brother, kind and good.
“I,”said the sheep with curly horn, “I gave Him my wool for His blanketwarm,
He wore my coat on Christmas morn.”“I,”said the sheep with curly horn.

“I,”said the don key, shaggy and brown, “I carried His Mother up hill and down; I
carried Her safely to Bethlehem town.” “I,”said the don key, shaggy and brown.
“I,”said the dove from the rafters high, “Cooed Him to sleep, that He should not
cry, We cooed Him to sleep, my mate and I.” “I,”said the dove from the rafters high.

“I,”said the cow, all white and red, “I gave Him my manger for His bed, I
gave Him my hay to pillow His head.” “I,” said the cow, all white and red.
“I,”said the camel, yellow and black, “Over the desert, upon my
back I brought Hima gift in the Wise Men’spack,” “I,”said the camel, yellow and black.

Thus ev ’ry beast by some good spell, In the stable dark was glad to
tell Of the gift he gave Emmanuel, The gift he gave Emmanuel.