WHEN YOU CAME TO BETHLEHEM

Ave Maria, Mother of God’s son.

Mother of our Saviour,

Christ the Promised one...

When you came to Bethlehem,

Shelter there was none,

No one had a room to give

You and God’s own Son. (2)

Every Christmas it’s his wish

To be born again,

Not within a stable cold

But our human hearts. (2)

We would like our hearts prepared,

Help us Mother dear.

May we really welcome Him,

When He’s born this year. (2)