Cast off all doubtful care

An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bear
A case of clay contained a crown immortal
A crown of crowns, a King whose cost and care
Redeemed poor man, whose race before was thrall
To death, to doom, to pains of everlasting
By His sweet death, scorns, stripes, and often fasting

Cast of all doubtful care, exile and banish tears
To joyful news divine, lend us your list’ning ears

A star above the stars, a sun of light
Whose blessed beams this wretched earth bespread
With hope of heaven and of God's Son thе sight
Which in our flesh and sinful soul lay dead
O faith, O hope, O joys rеnowned for ever
O lively life that deathless shall persever

Then let us sing the lullabys of sleep
To this sweet babe, born to awake us all
From drowsy sin that made old Adam weep
And by his fault gave to mankind the fall
For lo! this day, the birth day, day of days
Summons our songs to give Him laud and praise