Oh, happy Bethlehem!
Song
1. Oh, my blessed Bethlehem, city of blessings, ; There weeps the support of the helpless, sad orphans, ; Joy of the earth, the beauty of the heavens, ; Do not weep, my little Jesus, do not weep, my little Jesus. ; ; 2. It is not Judas who now covers you with kisses, ; It is your Virgin Mother who now holds you in her warm bosom, ; Her arms are swaying, her wings are covering you, ; Do not weep, my little Jesus... ; ; 3. Why do you sob so much, the day is still far away, ; When your sorrowful fate will be covered in blood. ; There is no cross on your shoulder, the deep arm of our sin is, ; Do not weep, my little Jesus... ; ; 4. Even murderous blood goats do not know about you, ; Now gentle animals stand around you, ; Your nation is still cold, they are not nailed to the torture stake, ; Don't cry, little Jesus...